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About Myself

I was born at nine in the evening
Among the February brumal twilight
Five days did pass since it's beginning
Bah-Tzy was calculated for my time
 
It was a Chinese New Year
It was a peaceful evening full of stars
And the Flame was born
A gentle Flame of tender Candle
 
And from the first seconds of my Life
I had given a Pledge to the Planet of Earth:
Dissolving my Karma,
Bring Love, Kindness and Light into the World
____________________________________
 
Each of us has its Element
It's a vital issue
And my Element is the Ying Flame,
Powerful and filled with Light. Amen
 
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In Waves of God

You have the right to ask questions
Through this life of an Angel
And this is such a drop in the Waves of God
Which are, after all, so long
 
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There is neither End, nor Start

With silence nod for going in this Way,
That is so bitter and so sweet, so nice and cute,
We’ve tried to bear in a memory the Tale,
The meaning of a life that is pursuit
But, as it’s need, that meaning is forbidden,
Born by the Sunrise, killed by shining fever,
It hides in a fog of beautiful feel,
Being a victim of a Liar on it’s knee,
Somehow addicted to the Human is.
It doesn’t matter what wisdom did you get –
Only Awakened, everyone reveals the bet,
Who lived in here at least the only life,
And after that we would return Enlightened,
And then get with the Truth again United
 
There passed the years, minutes and the days,
Though Time is as before so fast
Is running through as river makes:
Coquettish, Elegant, with Taste
God dancing unison with man,
Who fell in dream within the Plan,
Who fell in game of birth and death,
When mindless but heavy tat
Looks just ridiculous on Sky,
Makes Poet’s Soul weighty more,
That’s silent whispering, adore:
God, take me back, to flying high!
However, in a Shine of God
There is neither End, nor Start…
 
With the Divine, the Blessed and Sacred Freedom
Again will Breathe not body, but the Soul.
With farewell regard to Nature’s Seagull,
The Mind will be forgiven, calm and slow.
Impregnated with music of the Love,
That’s heard so close, but far away, Above,
It’s going up to fires of the Light,
Accepting answers to the questions, like a Tide,
With Angel’s Guide, it’s starting to Remind,
Sensing the familiar tense of Home,
Eternit, and reflexing Spirit Flow,
It starts again revealing, flashing, find
And anyone, to whom it wouldn’t turn,
Would tell him: “Friend, I know you will return”…
 
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I love a purple-honeyed blossom of a roseate west

I love a purple-honeyed blossom
Of a roseate west
And a milky-ginger copper
Of a stubbornly fiery east
 
In the night, it all shines brighter
Beneath silver-snowy Moon,
Which one day, there is no doubt,
Brought us together with you
 
Heads of grains stretch up endways,
As tulips in a far away land
Sprinkled with gentle gold,
Awakening grace within me
 
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Be Thankful

Versions: #2
Be thankful, O son of man
For all God bestowed upon you
And remember, child of this realm
All the helpful deeds he has done you
 
The troubles of life come and go
ever changing, one after the other
Give thanks therefore, child of man
For good counsel is wisdom's brother
 
When you fall sick again
Give thanks, and bury your strife
Least god is giving you a sign
For you to change your life
 
Give thanks with all your soul
If to hindrance you've not been a stranger
It was only to keep you whole
To guard you and keep you from danger
 
Give thanks, O man, and be brave
If your world all at once collapsed
For it only triggered the change
To release you from old things attached
 
You know things could always be worse
And smile if life's left you bereaved
Give thanks, even though it hurts
With great honors you shall be bequeathed
 
The heaven for height, and the earth for depth,
and the heart of kings is unsearchable. (Prov 25:3 KJV)

Man has only few needs

Versions: #2
Man has only few needs in life
One must not be given to excess
A good husband or a wife
And a planet in our galaxis
 
Sweet droplets of happiness are bound
And sprinkled all over the earth
Overnight they cannot be found
Yet will manifest on your own turf
 
Collect them all on your path divine,
Your fate will provide them all
not trusting in mere providence of time
But your soul's sincere earnest call
 
Thus the shining world yet spins 'round
Avoiding all stress on her axis
For a man has only few needs
One must not be given to excess
 
The heaven for height, and the earth for depth,
and the heart of kings is unsearchable. (Prov 25:3 KJV)

A Glass for the Road

Oh, pour a glass for the road and saw up my sack:
A stich on each line1 and two seams on each word.
And let the wet blizzard wind the thin thread
And knit the hemp yarn making lace.
 
Read the last rites for the mute, and I'll read them for myself.
Don't have mercy on me, take me down with a blow of a spear.
But look, an ice-hole has broken up2 on my chest,
A boat has scratched the edges and struggles in the wound.
 
And the scarlet spring started singing, seething, simmering,
The boat whirled in the cheerful stream.
And I rubbed more salt in, topped it off with a glass of vodka,
Stirred it all and swam in infernal3 underwear.
 
So pour a glass for the road and fasten my belt,
[Put] an oar in the wheel to God, the Son and the Spirit.
And let the wet blizzard make a soft bed
And the earth stick my face all over with dirty down.
 
The coppice along the river is tied up into garlands.
Try wagging your tongue, they'll tear it off together with your head.
The lights will glisten at the last outpost
And the watchman will bar the way with a bayonet.
 
Give me absolution! I don't remember the prayers,
But if you want, I'll pray with poems.
But explain me, do I love because it hurts
Or does it hurt because I love?
 
No rein, no saddle, everyone's finished off, everything's burnt to ashes.
But she4 somehow got the horse ready, and here - it went at a trot.
It doesn't matter that she hasn't found the right man yet,
A lonely woman is always pregnant.
 
And our truth is simple, but the cross
Made of stray faith in 'save and protect' won't suffice for it,
For the icons in Rus are only good for carrying out5.
That's the last sanction. Mow down and bury.
 
So come on, man, let me in, don't be stupid -
But wait, I think I know you!
The watchman of all times will smile: 'Look!' -
And raise my eyelids with a hot bayonet.
 
So saw up my sack and pour a glass for the road:
A swallow for each line and two for each word.
And let the wet blizzard shape the white silk,
Wind the thin thread and knit lace.
 

• 1. The word стежку (stich (dative)) is homophonous to стишку which is symonimous to строка (a line in a poem). I'm not sure if it was intentional, but it very well might be.
• 2. The word повело is a little bit unclear in this context, but I interpret it as 'to break up (about ice)'.
• 3. A wordplay: исподнее - underwear, преисподняя - hell
• 4. It's not explained here who 'she' is, but in Bashlachev's songs, 'she' is usually either Russia or love. The latter, I think, is more likely in this case.
• 5. A reference to the phrase хоть святых выноси 'time to carry out the icons' (when the house is on fire), meaning a desperate situation.

Jurmala

Versions: #2
The tow'ring pine trees crowns lie lofty ,
above the silence so serene.
Unknown embrace leading me softly ,
In place I've never before seen.
At dusk the tiny cozy restaurant,
Before the baltic sea lies vast,
This newfound wellspring soon will quiet,
The ailing troubles of my past.
 
In wild and shady woods I'm sitting,
The sea will quench my thirst so great.
A patchwork fabric, fate's been knitting,
Subject to change is even fate.
 
The sandy beach with waves so lustrous',
Dark forest on palms of my hands,
Silence alone will do it justice,
This great and eerie wonderland.
 
The heaven for height, and the earth for depth,
and the heart of kings is unsearchable. (Prov 25:3 KJV)

Strive for the higher love

Strive for the higher love,
Don't waste your time on mere pleasure.
Love which every morning anew,
Will flow like a fresh flowing river.
 
Let the living waters of fire,
Along the eternal lines of the soul,
Let your whole life be only a dream,
For that's the creation of love.
 
The heaven for height, and the earth for depth,
and the heart of kings is unsearchable. (Prov 25:3 KJV)

Be a Sunrise by Yourself

Be a Sunrise by Yourself for your own days,
Be a Sunset by Yourself for your own nights,
Be the Sun, be the Moon,
Though mostly important - Be Your Own Self
 
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Be the Light

Be Light for your own selves
And for everyone who is near
 
Be grateful to your destiny
Which guides you to God
 
Be in a State of Love
Not to forget even for a day
 
That to Live a Life full of Meaning
Means to Love all your Life!
 
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Twice a Day

It is almost an eighth day when twice a 24-hours, that do mean so much on the Earth, I have the honor to speculate Sun in two of it's most furious, most shiny, most great and most beautiful incarnations of all th time it stands with me on the same side of a globe. Besides, I emphasize an exceptional favor of such interactions with a source of life. Truly: gratefully taking it's light, either it is a morning slide across the smooth surface of heaven curtains, or proud and unhurried, his barely perceptible steps beyond the horizon on a sky emaciated by clouds, a man, expressing the desire and will to let that light in, can turn itself into this light for a while, and shine itself in mornings and evenings, to be itself in a mood of joy and immediate smile.
Today it is necessary. No - not that today, when so much of different stuff runs past consciousness, offering it to listen closely, to believe, or to refuse it and to forget. No - not that today, when the interior self, embodying the essence and the root cause of things and the self, materialized in a form, matter and the dense energy, should ask again the each other questions, wanting to pull one another into their world. But Today, when the times of great changes do come closer. Of changes in a world structure, consciousness of humanity, feauters of nature, level of senses and of understanding, feeling of dimensionality, changes in spirit, when it's light will become the main source, head and the first, as it always been, even a long time ago before coming here and any other planet.
So isn't that happiness - to meet the Sun, and give it a back smile? Knowing that then the energies of new existence will flow unison with a sense of our soul?
Is there difference in what will a man decide to do in these sacral moments? As life, that is whole its and only its choice. It may create, manufacturing something that never took a place before. It may find itself in a lotus position, working with energies of a space. It may find itself praying, sending a word to something, that they use to call the God. Something, that always lies in a higher dimension. Something, that everyone wants to come to and that will never be founded. Because it's impossible to find something, that was never lost. And it cannot be proved something, that lies out of the relative system of feeling and understanding, in which scope these proves are long to be revealed and are still actual. It may act still, doing it's earthy job. Something that he agreed with. That must make him enjoy it. In this case, Harmony should show itself even if, as it looks like that, it does the most earthy and primitive things, far away from 'God'. Because Absoluteness is the main Universe property. And it is felt when one is ready to feel it. When it's almost ready to apply, to take high and eternal knowledge, collected by a mankind and being opened by it again and again, especially these days... In the days of Energies of Spirit, Divinity and Earth... What's the difference? There people wake up in the mornings with eyes full of energy... They are alive.
 
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Actual

I've recently revealed the Higher Consciousness,
Which connects me with the Divine Breathe,
So now I'm following its Way
And Angels are my eternal Family
 
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Fill with Love

Fill with Love,
Fill with Love,
Fill with Love
With Love - Everything Around.
And go to Life,
And go to Life,
And lead eternal circle round.
 
Shine with Light,
Shine with Light,
Shine with Light,
As I Do.
Give free rein to your feelings,
Give free rein to your feelings,
And in the morning Earth will give its smile to You
 
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On the Best Planet of Solar System

On the Best Planet
Of Solar System
The Atmosphere is heated -
The Purple Children
Are Against the System
Of the outworn tricks and meastreating.
 
The Revoultion of Spirit,
The Revolution Of the authorities,
The Revolution Of Consciousness:
All the Past is sour,
The New Gears
Do Catch the Cognition in Touchness.
 
The Awakening,
The Enlightenment,
The Self:
The Renaissance,
The Universal Songs,
The Recoverability of a real Shelf
 
One who is against
Should Go
With a Shame,
Though Covered (the more)
By a sacred
Fame.
 
Those in Favor -
To Light
As a Candle!
By the Eyes (Of God)
Awake
By the matter!
 
Before it's a New Earth -
Have a Patience...
Soon It All Must Be Better.
 
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Like The Souls

By the walk of this life, I come anew,
I have some memories, knowledge and energy,
As well as desires, aspirations, thoughts and free consciousness,
A walk, very inspired and intelligent... Here, everything is possible.
 
A street so well-known... In another life... Individuals familiar,
Like the souls and like actors, they are dressed in intentional suits.
Like players, who ventured to experiment with big deals,
In the world, where matter and energy are shown to each other in a perfect dance... As such.
 
One very interesting thing: this fire of awakening...
Because everyone has his own way, his faith, his understanding of how to love.
In fact, for the physical world, it is a subtle world of the universe and He is Almighty.
Although, in this absolute ocean, it has its own success, its god, and even its color.
 

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It Will Change Your Life 888

Going through the Prosper dreams,
Looking after Wealth,
Flying in Successful beams,
Abundance and the Health
 
Collecting puzzles of the Luck,
Beyond Eternal Happiness,
The thoughts will make effective knock
With Mind - their Sentinel
 
I am the Luck, and I am Success,
To all World Wonders I have an Access,
The Angel is my guard, the God is my Coach,
With Them I'll follow the truthful aproach
 
Chain of the Eights(8) is my Surround -
They are the Luck, and they are Infinite,
Positives find everywhere around,
And I feel the Power of my own Spirit
 
Loving Yourself and calling Prosperity,
Act like a magnet of Love, all the Best,
Searching for open and faithful Integrity,
Keep God in Soul, leave out the rest!
 
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Thousands of Stellar Moons

A spirit comes to this Stage
Puts on it's favorite costume
It pays a special price:
With thousands of Stellar Moons
 
But in the Contract of Soul-the-Actor
There are mentioned two beautiful points:
Only in Love you should Live in
And Yourself you'll Remember it All.
 
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In honor of Moscow

We can't do a long time without snow,
Without slanting rains of July,
Which pours like cats and dogs
On the roofs of Moscow of mine
 
We can't do without porches of skyscrapers
Which nearly lead to the heavens
Run upwards and forward - as much,
As you decide by yourself
 
We can't do without boulevards of honey,
Without gasoline dust in the mornings,
Without caress, which is deeply flowing
Into the Moscow nights
 
Flowing into the Garden Ring,
Into multi-color metro lines,
So simply, with such an ease
Besotting everything with its warmth
 
Here all the boulevards are Strastnoy (Passionate)
All the ponds are Chisty (Clean),
All the Theaters here are Bolshoy (Big)
And all the rivers in honor of Moskvy (Moscow River)
 
And on every brick wall
Chimes ring, at six and twelve,
To let us know, where to meet,
After we've said farewell
 
And there're stars on every tower (of Kremlin)
To make those appointments happen -
We can be in the world with anyone,
And with Moscow we're together forever
 
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Your Home

Your Home is not where you were born:
Your Home is there, where you wish to stay
 
Your Home is not where your native language's heard,
Though where's a language you wish it to be said
 
Your Home is not where most amazing bodies are,
But where the soul, passionately in love, kindles the desire in your heart
 
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A golden light and the mountain air

The best boys leave again,
We've lived in peace for three years
Again, I spend my evening time in Jerusalem
A golden light and the mountain air are tickling my eyes with a blessing,
An eternal capital, which shines forever,
A heart of Land of Israel, open for everyone
 
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I observe in every one of you

I observe in every one of you
A very special and an ancient glow
It carries a huge secret in itself
And the biggest ever revelation
 
And if you've remembered
Of who you are indeed,
So, know, a shining beauty,
We've been watching you,
And all your dreams -
We sing about them to God.
They are fulfilled...
And the birds have come.
And the Awakening Flame
Has sparked your Self,
My Blessing,
And all the Divine
 
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From now, Istanbul, you will come to me in dreams

From now, Istanbul, you will come to me in dreams...
A golden head of gorgeus mosques,
And beams of sunset on your eyelashes,
The Maiden Tower and the Prince Islands
 
Istanbul, you've conquered hearts of the whole world,
Flourishing in the very heart of human cradle,
From all the sides, we rush to sail to you,
For the Bosporus' waves to move us like a swnig
 
Istanbul, East and West do meet in you,
A world of spirit and of greatest beauty,
What a pleasure it's to be in beams of your sunsets,
Which are echoed loudly by ships
 
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The Same

In your heart I feel the same light
Same shine - in your eyes
In your dreams - the same hope,
Same honey in your lands
 
In your language I hear the same taste
In your girls - the same sweetness,
In the world - same Way of your Nation,
To fulfill the same supreme mission
 
In your songs - the same trembling,
Same genius in your art,
Oh, how much I'm inspired by you,
How much I love you
 
Raise up, Armenians-Jan, and awake,
You possess a sacred land,
Wake up with your ancient power,
And always live, my Armenian people, in Peace
 
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To understand your life, you shouldn't go too far

To understand your life, you shouldn't go too far -
The whole truth is hidden right inside.
Revealing love and happiness within yourself,
Don't hesitate to give them to the world.
 
But if you have desperately decided
To find out all the truth which's outside,
Thank God, your own way to be revealed for you,
In the glory of eternity, in the heavenly blue.
 
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What else do we need, besides the sea?

What else do we need, besides the sea?
Besides making love every day?
Besides, being in a grateful and vivifying stream, again and again,
In a gentle flow of happiness, ravish, in perfect state of health,
Enjoy cosmic abundance, achievements and beauty?..
 
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The Way of Allah

The Way of Islam
The Way of Allah
Is a Way of Love
Not of fear and wars
 
Stretch out your hands
For the Almighty to give you
By the divine spirit
It's love and bless
 
A unity of prophets,
A unique way:
Among thousands of lessons
To find your own self
 
A way of Love
Not of fears and wars
Is a Way of Islam
And a Way of Allah
 
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Truth of Being

The shadow of the broken trough is melting.
With finding our truly beloved ones.
Do not get drunk with the truth of way of life.
You better drink the truth of being itself
 
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Roschin's love song

Young and tender lass,
why didn't you cross my path
in those distant years
of my youthful spring?
My hair has turned grey,
how could I help it?
Why have you crossed my path
only now?
 
Among my peers I forgot
how many years went away.
Your shapely youthfullness
remembered me of that.
My mind is filled with
regrets of my spring
that has passed forever, without you.
 
My grey hair is so afraid
of your curls.
You look even younger
when I'm near.
We shall not rejoice in our meeting,
for our fates can't be one.
You are my last love
and my suffering.
 
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Armenian Spring

They are so flourishing - the apricot fields,
They are so black - the hair of girls.
So many youngsters, in a stream of dreams,
Left their sunny country for other purpose
 
And now, from the far away lands,
Seeking their home in a dreams,
The find their own selves in their hearts,
Wandering in the fuzzy mists
 
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Stolen Night

Slipping into the bottomless mist
I whisper to you for the twentieth time
That we shouldn't break up
But we cannot be together
 
I reached out my hand to your face
And you happened to respond
I took for myself someone else's youth
I feel hurt and sad in my soul
 
Remembering every woman's name
I drive your name away from my heart
You are my wife for one night
The night around us is stolen
Alas, my beauty,
Dawn waves into the windows
At home your family waits you
What's to be done with our love?
 
Your eyes swim with mist
And you cannot stem your tears
We entered into this deceit together
But we must leave it separately
 
Do not hide your eyes, my beauty
We are both to blame
Your tears, my tears...
Now it is our day of reckoning.
 
Remembering every woman's name
I drive your name away from my heart
You are my wife for one night
The night around us is stolen
Alas, my beauty,
Dawn waves into the windows
At home your family waits you
What's to be done with our love?
 
Good bye, my beauty!
Dawn waves into the windows
At home your family waits you
What's to be done with our love?
 

About people and sea

One living far from sea, is dreaming of it,
One living by the sea, just looks it through.
Therefore, the waves, by whisper rumble and eternal,
Their exalted motion do pursue
 
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