Стихи и лирика 2.0. Николай Александрович Шабуневич

Стихи и лирика 2.0 - Николай Александрович Шабуневич


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can live over, or try a new round.

      If you cannot smile, try saving a grin.

      Having some strength to deal with yourself

      Look at the mirror, watch yourself, stare!

      Ladder from heaven strains after hell

      Specially when you’re digging downstairs

      Making a promise mind the cost,

      As well as profits, charges, returns.

      The first, the last, the least and the most —

      Are just the words and malign concern.

      Having a power measured with words

      Fade the one’s straight from the shoulder.

      Better fights good as «worse comes to worst»

      Generals live for dying soldiers.

      Having some will to build inner peace

      Watch out the projects being in use.

      Don’t forget to expertise bricks

      Fragile constructions aren’t the excuse.

      «Making a bet on prospering fate…»

      Making a bet on prospering fate

      Don’t get frustrated meeting a sharper.

      Mind the size of the entry stakes

      But even being hard try to get harder!

      Leave your windows opened

      Don’t mind it rains outside

      No whether is for no man

      It’s not our place or time

      Fall in love, autumn leaves

      Fall in town, cold and sneeze

      Autumn calls falling deep

      Autumn blows an atomic breeze

      It tries to get in hearts

      Whenever hurts or not

      The season to be art

      Knitting humid knots

      Knitting human fates

      With no disgrace or praise

      It’s never soon or late

      To Fall in Autumn days

      Fall in love, autumn leaves

      Fall in town, cold and sneeze

      Autumn calls falling deep

      Autumn blows an atomic breeze

      «Dreams that you left in your bed are dead…»

      Dreams that you left in your bed are dead

      Beans that you didn’t sore are now to dread

      Looking for a joy, find a sadness to share

      Don’t hold your breath when you’re scared

      Stream will always lead the mob

      Scream cause no one is to do your job

      Steam is always having a flow

      Dreams get ramble when you’re slow

      Deem what’s yours not what you wish

      Think of what you could have reached

      Looking for an order, find some glitch

      Don’t keep the word, having no speech

      All that you want to have is here

      All that you want to share is here

      All that you try to be is here

      Have what you have and cheers!

      «Receivers deliver news for the believers…»

      Receivers deliver news for the believers

      «Left is new right» they can’t stop repeating.

      Faithful hungry people barking on the thinkers

      Tearing up the middles for a life experience.

      Tell me why am I so annoyed of it

      If the tolerance is the rule

      Look inside my soul and you’ll see

      The letters saying…

      Receivers deliver some fluids of keenness

      Normal state of mind now is called mental illness

      Identity for suckers and the sucker is a genius

      Mars’s already dead we’re praying the Venus

      Ask me why am I so annoyed of it

      If the tolerance is the rule

      Look inside my soul and you’ll see

      The letters saying: «Receive!».

      «My little one never sleeps…»

      My little one never sleeps

      My grown-up always keeps an eye on him

      My little one already has fists

      My grown-up knows he will give the steam

      My little one never accuses

      My grown-up is always pleased with him

      My little one never looses

      My grown-up has soared some beans

      My little one never states

      My grown-up hasn’t taught him yet

      My little one doesn’t know disgrace

      My grown-up won’t let him I bet

      «Living in shadow…»

      Living in shadow

      Don’t turn to shadow yourself

      It’s hard to abandon

      It’s tough to cancel as well

      Believe in what you feel

      Try to touch the light

      Catch it with your eyes

      And put it deep inside

      Inside of you I feel it right

      Living in secret

      Don’t turn to secret with it

      It’s hard to quit

      it’s tough to cancel indeed

      Believe in what you feel

      Try to touch the light

      Catch it with your eyes

      And put it deep inside

      Inside of you I feel it right

      «Acid ages are pushing us from a room to the stages…»

      Acid ages are pushing us from a room to the stages,

      From the rest down to peace and a taste of vengeance.

      Parts of my songs being muted are now just fading,

      Bent on the arm just points to place I have graduated.

      Smiling face now has a neuroticism nature,

      And I call a talk what I used to call lectures.

      I behave absent-minded when I need service features,

      Treating


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