Odir (Peter Wolf)
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5 июн. 2021 г., 21:48

Polunoshtnitsa 19.I.2016 

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In front of me a little shine
Glow between the trees tonight.
I follow it - a pale trace in narrow line
And running in the dark because this distant light.

 

A ghostly laugh confluence the brume
And someone touch me with а gently hand;
I hear my name - whispered there in the gloom,
I see a smiled face and hear silent steps in sand.

 

But then the clouds unveil the moon and her bright,
And I can see all so cristally clear;
I was running alone all the night -
Alone in the wood - dont know was just night, or a year.

 

I follow it - a pale trace in a narrow line;
I running in the gloom because this distant light...
...In front of me the little shine
Is just a window of  a random stranger in the night.

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  • На това бих отговорил така

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A34dyF0oMHE
  • Хм... Когато е сам човек, крачещ в тъмнината, какви ли неща може да види и чуе... И дали са истински?...
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