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Kind regards
Victoria Muzalevskaya
This book is a collection of author’s poems, written in foreign languages, such as English (mostly) and French (a couple). Some of them were written originally in English, other were translated by her from her Russian ones. Here you can find her translations of works, well known in Russia, such as those ones belonged to A. Block and Yu. Levitanskiy. All the poems were written with love and kind regards and the author hopes that everyone can find in this book something special for himself.
Kind regards
Victoria Muzalevskaya
© Victoria Muzalevskaya, 2023
ISBN 978-5-4474-8199-5
Created with Ridero smart publishing system
For my close people.
Tes murs pour moi sont toujours bons.
(c). Paris
Paris
Paris, when treason follows treason,
You’re whist, to think of faithless of your walls have no reason.
You gleam in lights, I’ve just a scene,
Paris, where is my Seine?
Best team
And when last star leaves my room in the morning,
And people-cities follow sun to spring,
Sea wind is blowing,
Radio waves sing.
I have something for you to see —
It is my smile and cup of tea,
And all these hearts are on the wall —
I hang them everywhere in hall.
And on the table you put album.
It’s empty.
Let there be a home
That you imagine in your dream.
I think of you,
You’re my best team.
Lullaby
Baby, you go,
You’re passerby.
You never leave me —
Your lullaby.
I want believe you
And I want to cry.
Baby, you give me
Your Lullaby.
Baby, I follow
Day after day.
And I whist words
I have to say.
You can be my friend,
You can be a bay,
You didn’t answer
Me yesterday.
Morning
Wake up, wake up
Let’s go to walk.
Drop of rain, drop of rain
Broke morning city smoke.
Call me, call me,
When you feel loneliness,
You know, you know,
Heart in love is homeless.
Happiness
I wish I’ve got a home
That always keeps my peace.
And you lay down a stone
To be a part of this.
And there to be a staircase
In living room above
Hung with the pictures of your face
That keep your lovely laugh.
Friends
What can do real friends together?
Make smile and laugh in any weather.
I want to do some stuff for you:
To write good words that surely true,
To go to listen to the rock.
Oh yes, of course it’s not a joke.
Play tennis, swim in water pool,
Find time for you, when day is full,
To send you funny sms,
Read morning articles in press,
Make bicycle, prepare dishes
And make you happy with these wishes.
Jerome
Talk to me,
I need your stories.
Talk to me,
Discharge all glories.
Let them fly away.
Just stay:
Jerome Jerome,
Where is your home?
