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Poets And Lighthouses
04:05
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Lighthouses resemble poets
Watching only perilous things –
A storm in the center of the wind
Or an approaching tide
Poets resemble lighthouses
Experiencing anguish
They build their solitude
Because their light
Is always stolen by the distance
Their interior
Is deeper than any darkness
Poets resemble lighthouses
Experiencing anguish
They build their solitude
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Я родом из таинства Черного нёба
От Черного Солнца лечу ветерком
До Звездной Медведицы темного неба
В людских сновидениях купаясь тайком
Мой бубен как щит мысли зла отражает
Снижаюсь в потоке Полярной звезды
Она, на удачу, меня провожает
Я самый могучий шаман высоты
Спустился до области Белого неба
И светлое солнце меня обожгло
Оно не пускает, ни разу там не был
Я прочь улетаю – опять не прошло
Космически путь до Луны продолжаю
Холодной волной оттолкнула она
Там чистые души их взгляд поражает
К Земле тороплюсь – рассветает весна
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The Philosopher
04:17
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“Dying is a simple matter” –
said me long –bearded old Chinese -
“Once you understand Taoism.”
Poor chilly student that I am,
Yes, I agree, you’re absolutely right.
Let me shake you by the hand.
If it were winter and fire in the stove,
And cheer wife were serving me
My second bowl of goulash,
Then I would love to talk philosophy,
Discussing Taoism and death.
Yes, mate,
I’d shake you by the hand then.
Yes, mate,
I’d shake you by the hand then.
Yes, mate,
I’d shake you by the hand then.
Yes, mate,
I’d shake you by the hand.
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Baiyrlyg - Goodbye
03:49
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Байырлыг!
Балыг сөзүм чаңгызы!
Баскан изим балалды, балалды...
Байырлыг!
Артымда
Аартынган кара түн.
Адым адап кышкырба, кышкырба
Артпас мен!
Кагдынган
Кажар дүштер четкизи.
Катап мени тыппазын, тыппазын
Кажан-даа!
Аспактан
Адыжымда херелим.
Аткан даңче апар-ла, апар-ла
Аспас мен!
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The Cry
04:18
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Once in the grass
There lived a nervous insect,
The tiniest creature in the whole wide world.
He’d been afraid of the wind all his life
And so, to get away from it,
He dug a hole, sweating and panting.
It took a year to do.
Once in the hole
He was cowering happily,
When the gentlest zephyr in the whole wide world
Fanned softly and blew a tiny bit of earth into the hole.
The insect, uttering the smallest saddest cry in the whole wide world
Expired.
And the whole wide world expired.
And the whole wide world expired.
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Are You Scared Of Death
03:47
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Hey, you!
Are you ready for death?
The end will come soon.
Are you ready?
All your priests lie to you,
Nobody will survive.
Death will take you,
Too late to escape.
Are you ready for new life?
Too late!
Get yourself free if you can!
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If you live near a hill
Frogs come into the living room
And a grasshopper chirrups on the clock
A dragonfly just passed through the house
I’m sitting here with just my pants on
Writing this poem
Holding the brush
Drawing careful strokes,
I’m writing about the way I live
When I complain of the people or the world
When I feel hate or dissatisfaction,
It means I haven’t yet got faith enough
In my own way of life
One’s own grief or happiness
Are like the wind
That bore the dragon fly away
I’m sitting at my desk like this
Hoping for a deeper understanding
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Sad Morning Song
03:58
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My heart wakes me up
From my bed
Turning my eyes to a day break
And I understand that life is a forgiving
But no one forgives anyone
Then I understand
That I’m an illusion,
Soaring of an eagle and a flow of sand
And I understand
That we are too little
And Earth is fragile in our hands
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Soluuru - Metamorphosis
03:11
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Поменьше света. Чуточку поменьше!
Еще не день, но темень позади.
Туман ковыльный на слезах замешан
И нежность звезд уже в цветах лежит.
Припев:
Продлись мгновение откровений смерти,
Той самой грани, где душа молчит.
Где черно - белым вычерчены нервы
И четкость линий чистоту хранит.
Уже не ночь, но не настало завтра
Большого жара сухости в крови.
Уже прошла вчерашняя усталость,
Но жить начать пока еще нет сил.
Припев:
Продлись мгновение откровений смерти,
Той самой грани, где душа молчит.
Где черно - белым вычерчены нервы
И четкость линий чистоту хранит.
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The group from Tuva, playing an organic fusion of musical traditions of Tuva, Siberia, Asia, with rock music. Its longtime leader and founder - guitarist and singer Albert Kuvezin, which is also one of the founders of another well-known folk group from Tuva - Huun Huur Tu. The group is considered one of the founders of the direction of "ethno-rock". ... more
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