Thursday, December 12, 2013
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
I don't have regrets
Of the past 'N' weeks
And I would give up
All my guards and shields -
I don't want to leave
I would take all pain
I would trade my peace.
And as that song says -
I can't get convinced
that this could be wrong
When it gets so deep
and it gets so strong..
And I pray to God
So He'd make me wise.
And He'd take away
All my sharps and spikes.
So He'd give me strength
And he'd show me way
And he'd help me walk
Through the Emptiness
So that darkness which
Doesn't let me be.
Kept away from you,
Let you be in peace
Kaise bataye (APKGK)
Kaise Bataye Kyun Tujhko Chahe
Yaara Bata Na Paaye
Baatein Dilon Ki Dekho Zuban Ki Aankhe Tujhe Samjhayen
Tu Jaane Na
Mil Ke Bhi
Hum Na Mile
Tumse Na Jane Kyun
Milon Ki Hai Fasle
Tumse Hai Jaane Kyun
Anjane Hain Silsile
Tum Se Na Jaane Kyun
Sapne Hai Palkon Tale
Tum Se Na Jaane Kyun
Kaise Bataye Kyun Tujhko Chahe
Yaara Bata Na Paaye
Baatein Dilon Ki Dekho Zuban Ki Aankhe Tujhe Samjhayen
Tu Jaane Na
Nigahon Mein Dekho Meri Jo Har Bas Gaya
Woh Hai Milta Tumse Hoo Bahu
Ooo Jane Teri Aankhen Thi Ua
Ya Baatein Thi Wajah
Huye Tum Jo Dil Ki Arzooo
Tum Paas Ho Ke Bhi
Tum Aas Ho Ke Bhi
Ehsaaas Ho Ke Bhi
Apne Nahi
Aise Hai Apne Gile
Tum Se Na Jane Kyun
Lyrics Masti
Milon Ki Hai Fasle
Tumse Hai Jaane Kyun
Tu Jaane Na
Khayalon Mein Lakhon Batein
Yun Keh Gaya
Bol Kuch Na Tere Samne
OO O
Huye Na Begane Bhi Tum
Ho Ke Aur Ke
Dekho Tum Mere Hi Bane
Afsoos Hota
Dil Bhi Yeh Rota Hai
Sapne Sanjota Hai
Pagla Hua Soche Yeh
Hum The Mil
Tum Se Na Jane Kyun
Milon Ki Hai Fasle
Tumse Hai Jaane Kyun
Anjane Hain Silsile
Tum Se Na Jaane Kyun
Sapne Hai Palkon Tale
Tum Se Na Jaane Kyun
Kaise Bataye Kyun Tujhko Chahe
Yaara Bata Na Paaye
Baatein Dilon Ki Dekho Zuban Ki Aankhe Tujhe Samjhayen
Tu Jaane Na
***
Легкомыслие!- Милый грех,
Милый спутник и враг мой милый!
Ты в глаза мне вбрызнул смех,
и мазурку мне вбрызнул в жилы.
Научив не хранить кольца,-
с кем бы Жизнь меня ни венчала!
Начинать наугад с конца,
И кончать еще до начала.
Быть как стебель и быть как сталь
в жизни, где мы так мало можем...
- Шоколадом лечить печаль,
И смеяться в лицо прохожим!
Марина Цветаева, 3 марта 1915
Levity! - a sweet sin,
Beloved companion and my beloved enemy!
You've sprayed a laughter into my eyes,
And sprayed a dance into my veins.
Having taught not to keep a ring -
Whoever life's getting me married to!
To start off chance from the end,
And to end before it begun.
To be like a stem and be like steel
In life where we are capable of so less...
- To cure the sadness with chocolate,
And to laugh at strangers' faces!
Marina Tsvetaeva, March 3, 1915
***
Like the arm on the left and the arm on the right,
Your soul and my soul stand side by side.
We merge in warmth, bliss and delight,
Like the wing on the left and the wing on the right.
But a vortex rises – and a chasm breaks the link
Extending from the right – to the left wing!
Marina Tsvetaeva, July 10, 1918
Marina Tsvetaeva - Вы, идущие мимо меня
Вы, идущие мимо меня
К не моим и сомнительным чарам, —
Если б знали вы, сколько огня,
Сколько жизни, растраченной даром,
И какой героический пыл
На случайную тень и на шорох...
И как сердце мне испепелил
Этот даром истраченный порох.
О, летящие в ночь поезда,
Уносящие сон на вокзале...
Впрочем, знаю я, что и тогда
Не узнали бы вы — если б знали —
Почему мои речи резки
В вечном дыме моей папиросы,—
Сколько темной и грозной тоски
В голове моей светловолосой.
17 мая 1913
***
You, walking past me and racing
After charms that you’ll hardly attain, -
If you knew how much fire is wasted,
How much life is wasted in vain!
And what flames, so courageously rash,
An occasional shade can evoke,
And how my heart was burnt into ash
By this useless gunpowder smoke.
O, the trains leaving terminals nightly,
Carrying sleep wherever they go …
Then again, I know, it’s unlikely
That you’d know, even if you could know -
Why my speeches are sharp and brief
In the smoke of my cigarette, -
How much dark and menacing grief
Is concealed in my golden-haired head.
May 17, 1913
Monday, December 9, 2013
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