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I don't believe
05:21
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I don't believe
Our world is biggest theatre
As one man said long ago
I don't want to argue with him for a minute
Speech of other man was bitter,
when he saw bad actor's show,
then he sorrowful words were:" I don't believe it!"
In no case
I cannot, no one gesture, no one phrase
It's unnatural,
vulgar scenes,
I do not understand, what do they means
This sad play goes on too long time
and it has conflicting plot,
so, perhaps, this story never end,who knows it.
I don't like it from the first day.
Absurd playings are a lot
I have claim to stage direction,that composed it
so no pride
it's talentless, who can be satisfied
To much tragic
without goals,
besides, someone gave actors not right roles
If the false of leading actors
is so clear, then what we wait
from another little factors.
Can we say about our state:
"The results are really great,
it was our aim, that we wanted create"
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children of the night
04:16
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Children of night
Waiting prophet from tomorrow,
We look at the eastern light
Our father is black sorrow
We are children of the night
We feel something unexplaining,
and with hope in our hearts,
dying and regretting daily,
we dream for those better worlds
Our speeches are too daring.
Youthful prophets will die soon
for their too untimely erring
and for their too early boon
Resurrection of the buried,
cock crow in most deepest dark,
piercing cold, that morning carried,
all is our presence mark
We sing hymns and we groan loudly,
for new beauty we break laws,
when we cross the borders proudly,
then we waiting for applause
We are lure for discontenting,
we can look like laughing-stock,
spark for those, who is dissenting,
altar went out and still smokes
We are steps above the deep hole,
light, we waiting for, is one
When we see it just a little,
then will die in rising sun
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supporting role
06:18
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Supporting role
Dreams about the future,
you always knew -
hero on the movie
screen could be you
New chases, fightings, tragic love,
and on a horse again
You are superman,
your mood is great, no gloom at all
Wave of the hand and almost half
of enemies are dead,
their widows are sad
behind the scene, fact is too small
It's so cool to know that
you are great star.
It's not little profit,
big house and car
You strive for win all day and night
and ardor eats your mind,
when you try to find
new enemy, without rest
It's hardly to endure the pain,
but for such aim you can
come up with new plan
and, hence, new test, and, hence, new test
I would believe that heaven
is kind to everyone
as long as planets turns around the sun
Where everyone is happy,
where no main roles at all,
where nobody is crappy,
and that's all
But role of someone's little,
you do not always win
because you are small tittle.
Your place's behind the scene
Luck can be very brittle,
when life is sad routine
And when the end of life comes near so scapeless,
then you remember a familiar plot
But in this catching movie you were nameless
Role in the moment, that viewer forgot
Your role was such invisible in classing.
Perhaps you signed unfortunate contract.
Your hero was just quickly shot in passing,
cause to the film became more action-packed
Oh, what a pity, you were killed so shortly.
Your playing and your presence left no trace
Why the creator didn't treat you courtly ?
For audience can at least remember face
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4. |
I know, I know
03:38
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I know, i know
I know, i know, when my finger
points to someone, when I talk,
I can look like a rude stinker.
It's by chance, but you are shocked
After I was cursing strongly,
then I felt not wrong too much
But in truth, if speaking broadly,
it's not civilly and such.
It was just noise that sounded loudly
I didn't start to punch
You must make out it, listen
I had the serious reason
How wish that you could hunch
But it's only my vision
When I saw that lady's clothing's
little dirty, little creased
then I said it, it caused loathing
but I only meant assist
When I doubt the mental wisdom
of someone who's known for all,
I became a real victim
of the public with their squall,
because I hurt their nervous system,
reducing jet set's role
Their words were unconvincing,
so I pronounced it, wincing
but I relieved my soul
Direct dislike is missing
But you don't have to worry
I would pronounce "so sorry"
to stifle this sad story
for everyone's redress
I'm not looking for glory
so I want to confess
My " I am sorry"would be very boring
Sometimes I can be tactless
and prickly like a cactus
more than or little bit
it's truth and I admit
it's truth and I admit
But I hope that my weakness
someday turn into meekness,
someday turn into meekness,
mistake will not repeat
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5. |
about authority
06:38
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About authority
Well I got the power,
it was so not simple way,
cause I had to show agility and brain
Power is so good , but why do I need it today?
To abuse it is the main
I pushed with my elbows when they stepped on my heels.
I was no matter what way to achieve it
Pouring mud on others, I always remained clean
Rivals were killed and this strengthened my spirit
At your services
my way's not new.
Bread and circuses
I give to the crowd and to you
My bounless power cannot change my soul
I'm simple guy, I just want full control
I want simple adoration,
just full dedication
from my controlled nation
Everyone applauds me gladly,
everyone wishes me health,
but he thinks about me badly
and he waits my sooner death
I just feel, vile foes around me,
my subordinates
think about the plotting hourly,
want to take my place
It gives me so deep depression,
so for finest sleep
I resort to due repressions
and hard censorship
That's all for you, my fellow citizens.
It will be better, I suppose.
You must believe me, I'm more smart than you.
Besides, it will bе useful to extend
my powers for the nation's calm defend
In my honor build a tower
Bring there a lot of flowers
God gave me my power
Every despot hides
his deepest fear.
He knows all own crimes.
Nightmare
is power and life disappear
One, who wants to rule the country as long as he wants,
using fear, repressions, propaganda's lie,
that one will be hanged or poisoned or will have some shots
Maybe, even without trial
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6. |
divan ode
04:08
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Divan ode
It's strange,when someone can be in
love with his convenient divan.
It is not only for sleeping,
but it's my close and best friend.
I say about warmest feeling.
Rest is the best time, that I spend
It's also the good place for meeting,
there thoughts are born in the end
There I forget my worst worry
Divan retains many stories
Some of them were enough roaring
Ladies are not always mild
But after little restoring
I lie on my divan with smile
and think about various theories,
extending my curious mind
Divan's is not large, not little
has nice colour, needed height
it's not hard, not soft, but middle,
very pleasing to the eye
In the center of my fellow
I know principal big spring,
Its upholstery's so mellow
that I feel like a real king
In hot summer I like one thing.
I won't make a big mistake,
if I will lie without blanket.
I will sleep on it just naked
Or in winter after dinner,
being on it is not so bad.
Then I feel myself as winner,
covered with my lovely plaid
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7. |
god without religion
05:02
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God without religion
Show me a new god, but not those
famous,
(I don't understand them all,
talk from them is talk with a wall),
such a god who doesn't try to blame us,
who gives hope to everyone and all
To not have to pray with crazy fervor,
but to chat with him and drink good wine
and not to be his learner,
He can be friend of mine
He can speak with me simply, not divine
So that the doctrine does not divide us,
and interpretation would be one,
and sense would be the kindest
and clear like a bright sun,
for people to hold hands, but not a gun
So that there are no false prophets fully,
priests with sermons are disgust,
they are not the ones to trust
they makea living out of big lies surely
Everything they do is fake at last
I do not need a third party to remorse
I don't need some mediators to converse
what is good or what is bad, I'll deal with it
and religion's not that thing, which I will need
Mr God with all your fame
Show yourself, tell, what's your name?
And explain to us,what real existence aim
People say, that you are true
Besides, who created you?
Show yourself, it would be interesting to view
Well, if you live in the sky,
then you can a little try
to see where's a lot of wrong, a lot of lie
If you see but zero act,
if you see but not react
then you're not a something real, but abstract
Be you like a human with white clothing,
be you like another living being -
I will not feel some loathing
or love, I don't like stink
from someone cunning, who says what you think
So could you give us advise.
You see better from the skyes
save us ,please, from an unpleasant, big surprise
How we can, at least, approx,
overcome the future shocks
and another one, where did I put my socks?
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8. |
we dance disco
04:09
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We dance disco
It can happen in some moment,
when you search one needed thing,
you can find another fallen.
Someone gave and you could bring
It's forgotten music record.
Cover is with brilliant stars.
Thanks to sudden find we afford
to recall hair, clothes and cars
Daily work or daily worries.
We forgot that times so soon.
Former stars with their glories.
Flowers, fans and air balloons.
Songs were great from every corner,
when we listened holding breath
It did our hearts more warmer
Those songs chased away our stress
We want to dance disco!
Don't turn off the music, please, no
Just change plate
This song is not final
Let it play old creaking vinyl
It's so great
Go away, black sorrow,
we can dance until tomorrow.
Don't be shy!
You will feel improvement
Just repeat the simple movement
Come on, try
What the nice familiar faces.
Maybe someone doesn't know,
they took only first top places
just a few decades ago
Maybe it's not masterpieces
noteworthy that's real fact,
someone worshiped it like Jesus
Music was like ritual act
As for me,I was impressed by
a few artists that were great.
Brilliant songs, that someone can create
Finest melody makes people
to sing and sometimes to dance
And they did not miss their lucky chance
Let's recall abbreviation
that consists from "A" and "B"
Men's and women's combination, which was nice to see
But in those wonderful seasons
it was not the only team
I have a serious reasons
to recall another gleam
I'm in oblivion from that sad narration.
Young woman dreams and, maybe, has a plan
to meet being not from human population.
She loves the space meteor man
And, for example, I remember others
Those singers easy could light a bright fire
So I can not help mentioning three brothers
with their nice soprano choir
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9. |
oh, why ?
05:40
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Oh, why ?
Oh, why do you have so highest power
to see our future sad and bleak,
don't believing in our love,
love and happy hour,
and no matter how they would be sleek
Oh, our fate, why have we not small talent
to lay open our hearts so deep,
and through all of random veils,
through the random covers,
comprehend ourself until soul's strip
There are many people, who walk blindly
Without hope and aim, they search the way
Thinking about fate, they cannot kindly look into their heart in random day
When a ray of joy shines to the window
They are satisfied, so they are fine
But in our case, we will be single
Our happy future will not shine
We can't be afraid bad dream, and after
to think about blissful future days.
And ignoring, by the way, understanding factor
Our dream of love does not remain
Happy is that, who believes in visions,
is that, who does not anticipate
When his real easy world envisions
opened way to past and future's gate
What fate has in store for us this moment,
what connected both of us?
Long ago you never were opponent.
Wife and sister. Yes it was
Then you always knew all of my secrets,
every feature was explored by you.
You could read my soul,as force as weakness,
catching thoughts that could release and flew
Memory is what remains in moment
That is what supports our hearts.
Cause the truth is overpast component,
hurt is our present's part
Now we live an incomplete existence
We are sad from any lightest hour
happiness is that we have resistance
to destiny's unkindly power
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Boris Yermolovich Kyiv, Ukraine
Singer-songwriter.
All music by Boris Yermolovich. There are English and Russian versions of some albums.Some of the songs released in Ukrainian.
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