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Insomnia

by Boris Yermolovich

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there and back again 04:01
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There and back again Little gnomes go on a hike to the hill for treasure. There will be gold, that they like. They will get much pleasure Their path will not be lite, everyone is ready Maybe, they will have to fight Prize is heady Dragon guards the treasure strong in the mountain palace Gnomes don't want that gold belongs to such scaly fellows So can they defeat him soon? Question is not simple What's advantage have commune? They are nimble Besides, their friend magician gave them a cunning guide for the success of mission, despite he's not inspired That hobbit is quick-witted, his head works how it needs His thoughts can be emitted to help in their deeds Trevel along the road, to spite the enemy Through dense and scare Mirkwood with march song and in their hoods and hoping for a better destiny Seeing the danger behind their brave dwarf king through swamps and fallen down trees They go, but real hope is small hobbit with omnipotent one ring Besides, their friend magician gave them a cunning guide for the success of mission, despite he's not inspired He is a quiet person and doesn't like much noise his character seems mellow Good trait, that mage employes Cold night and moonlight, nobody's sleep and then the hero looks at mountain where're many stars, he count them. He think about going back again
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honeymoon 03:31
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Honeymoon Someday one newlywed talked friend, that he is sad some time, family happiness has end, He almost wants to cry. He did not find at least some plus, but defects are a lot, so he wants to open discuss and listen to friend's note. Friend did not comfort him at all, but only said own note: "It's real life, that's what it's called" And that is what he thought So happy wedlock is exist, but it's not only kiss It's a few things that it consists and ,maybe, looks like this Usual union with wife it is tar in barrel tar in barrel Top as thick as a knife, it is honey, so you will not quarrel Enough honey for year, if you open barrel, you have mettle After will be tar, and that's all After will be tar, and that's all "I'm out of luck", - our hero thought "What an unhappy life!?" Cause his unluck (that are a lot), were seen by him in wife Not only wife is guilt, not one. The reason is beside He opened barrel on the run, fast, from the other side
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better in the spring 04:48
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Better in the spring I am agree with lady poet, which writed hundred years ago Best time to die is spring, she knows it When everything begins to grow When all around is flower show Green show Sun show Hope show To look at death is very sadly for every thinking living being And it may sound much more than madly, But funner do it in the spring But funner do it in the spring Light spring Warm spring Brave spring All around is shining, beautiful sun day Worry and sadness go away It is really scary, I can say today To look at death later than may I think that Autumn, winter, summer seasons. People scared from death. In the spring they have more reasons not think and forget Then we feel a little warming, philosophic state When the nature is reborning we admit our fate Do not mope in any cases This is nonsense, this is blah Kill even dejection's traces Such reflections are bizzare Death appears, does not announces It just sticks terrible sting It's so horribly, it's nonsense But better in the spring but better in the green and bloomy spring Light spring day does useful mission, distracting from death, from your fear of new condition, way to nothingness
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freedom of speech 04:27
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Freedom of speech Do you agree with me, or conversely not? Give an answer, please, me. What's uncleare, what? Speak free, no eurythmy Word can be a shot I want to say to you your answer are not new I will reply you o'er Yes,I have my own view But I see that someone's muddled in his speech It can happen common I am not bewitched consequence and bottom, try to build a bridge A lot, a lot of words, that everybody heards. We have the right to speak them like free and singing birds It's so hard to meet somebody, who is sober and agree with your credo and your hobby, and consent has guarantee All of us have own experience, song that someone wants to sing. Global pluralism is serious, it is so important thing I tell some idea, you - another thing I - about beer You - about spring Your word is more clear, My word is the wind A lot, a lot of words, that everybody heards. We have the right to speak them like free and singing birds It's so stupid to fight for that, who is right, cause voice is loud. Somebody likes to be prophet, as he thinks, and he is proud. It's like people, who are married. All strifes can be optimized. If consensus is not carried, it needs little compromise
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musical gourmet 03:49
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Musical gourmet I create the song, that will be sung by everybody with me It will sound from every shop and flat I expect immediate profits, everybody will much love it Funny song, so no one will be sad Without any plot and meaning, very simple, no conwining. It's too much, why melodical lace So I search primitive couplet it needs swallow like a cutlet Crazy crowd will take it as a grace Adaptation will be simple, helping it become a symbol. I'm sure everyone will love it soon Rude performance is the trigger So my audience will be bigger Stupid words may seem like opportune Stunning hit appears this minute from prepared and simple billet, it will be not ordinary case The song should stick like a plaster for remembering it faster and to quickly fill empty head's space Melody hard to remember It's completely not for me Haunting bass's and loud drum's blender is achievement's guarantee Fashion song is for your service But ask you excuse. I don't listen to such oeuvres I only produce
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on old street 03:46
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On Old street I'm looking for you since early morning At least, where can we meet? I lost my tired feet There is misty feel, which is aborning On Old street On Old street We'll meet each other only on Old street Twice I couldn't catch you on the corner Unluck, I didn't get to such desired treat But I know, that all will be in order On Old street On Old street We'll meet each other only on Old street When spring comes to us we go to there, go to there where streets of town are older, go to there, where is the special air, everybody knows you, touching shoulder But time go on, and something changes slowly It's hard to see, if you're there every day, but spirit will remain, and it's so lovely, despite the generations passed away See the river and blue sky from the bridge with towers vintage street is better place of greeting. Everybody is bewitched and ensorcelled by breathing of old city When spring comes to us we go to there, go to there where streets of town are older, go to there, where is the special air, everybody knows you and touch shoulder That's place, where you can be an actor and beholder, because that's never-ending fashion fair And you become some part of that performance, you gradually soaks that atmosphere So if you never been there, go there for once There you will get experience and can share
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I am scared 05:14
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I am scared It was normal day, as usual it was normal day, which happens every time Real fear, not an illusion comes to me, that feeling looks like when I die My life was full of meaning That is how I felt then, but someone's intervening, makes me not who I am I don't know anything worse than when my fear is such, that I am nobody I am no longer a person It seems like this is forever. How to be? How could this story happen I do not understand What evil forces weakened and damaged my life's sand I'm trembling from the heavy fear Hair's standing on my head. From such horrible atmosphere my blood is cold and dead But if the living felt at least part of my awful fears then they could envy to decreased who dies and disappears Such fears come from the underworld and they win any tears How can I put away this fear I аm ashamed of this Cause I have nothing to be scared, but I'm scared, it's amiss What is my fault before god? I really don't know what Why am I walking down the road to devil, which was showed? I will not see tomorrow not better by a gram I lose my mind with horror Oh, god, how scared I am
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hunger 04:34
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Hunger Ask you, bring me, please, the bigger piece of roast beef, and, of course, the garnish, salad, glass of wine And my rising spirit drives away the old grief. Setting table is looks like divine. Setting table is looks like divine. And as if all around starts to shinе. All of this I can eat, this is mine. Maybe, somewhere someone cooks meal without bloodshed, only green and bread Carrot or apple or something like this Well, let their do it, but I said "I don't feel bliss" Cup of tea is not prevent me after dinner. For that matter, bring me sweets, my lovely friend. When I'm full, I'm satisfied like a great winner, and this feeling warms me in the end, and this feeling warms me in the end. It's one of the best times that i spend Such pastime that I can recommend And the long-awaited moment comes to me and I am free at last (Your hunger ended then) But despite it's so important, this delicious state will left me fast (It will be back again) One gentleman has fell from little meal He's alive still His end can be quite real Another ate all, does not resist It was long list, but limit is exist Just imagine, what can happen, if god is a food wagon On the other hand we're corpses without food resources Someone drinks only water, it's ban of creator. Not now, not later. Boose is prohibited, even lite wine It means that is their nature, but it's not mine
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insomnia 03:54
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Insomnia I get up without light, open the door soon, stray dog in the dark night howling to the moon Sitting on the wood steps, I open my eyes, watching sky and, perhaps, I will see sunrise I remember life, that fleeting, carefree youth, that not repeating, sorry parting, joyful meeting, this list can be long Watching to the fast life's wheeling Maybe, from resembling feeling I sing with him his dramatic song Sometimes ambience is savage Night will go and you will manage So try not to get discouraged We feel while we live When your eyes become more wetter, just don't cry and hope for better Because a good song brings us relief He comes to me slowly, you are sad, I know parent could be collie my old, shabby bro Let's sit in the blackness, singing to the moon, telling about sadness to that white balloon

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released June 1, 2013

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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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