Vesper Lynd

Sunlit city shines again at dawn, but you are gone

The world around is “kicking and alive” in overdrive

My room on the second floor is full of light so broad and high

As clear as the day you said to me “Good Buy!” and reasons why

 

 

Time is passing slowly by, my life is empty

Without you, without you

No, I am not crying but you know it’s not that easy

Without you, Without you…

Without you, Without you…

 

 

Days and nights, the Winter and the Fall will come and go

Who knows if I will ever meet my ideal beau

But may be – no

 

 

Moonlight shines through curtains on my bed and feels my head

With thoughts of love and I don’t know what I will do

Without you

 

 

Time is passing slowly by, my life is empty

Without you, without you

No, I am not crying but you know it’s not that easy

Without you, Without you…

Without you, Without you…

 

 

Time is passing slowly by, my life is empty

Without you, without you

No, I am not crying but you know it’s not that easy

Without you, Without you…

Without you, Without you…

 

 

Time is passing slowly by, my life is empty

Without you, without you

No, I am not crying but you know it’s not that easy

Without you, Without you…

Without you, Without you…

 

 

 

 

 

– Oh my dear lady doesn’t it appear

That the weather is so gorgeous – rare treat…?

– If I may I would dare say

It is truly a lovely day

And the weather is unusually sweet…

 

 

– Oh my dear lady why it just so happens

That this evening is enchanted with surprise?

– Well I think it’s just because –

Hard to say without a pause…

But it may be the lovely sparkle in your eyes

 

 

– Oh, my dear lady when we are together

All the flowers seem to blossom in the mead

– I will say my dear Sir

It just so happens to occur

That the flowers make this evening feel complete

 

 

Oh how pleasant and amusing

That you seem to like me so!

Well, and you are the one that I am choosing…

And so be it! O-o-o!

 

I am asking you to please forget

All that has gone wrong

Let it go and try to understand

Where I am coming from

 

What I need to say you still don’t know

You are the only one to blame

All I know – it is a shame

To let you slip away

And let you go…

 

 

A day with you alone was like a dream

You are such good sport

“Life is good!” is what I want to scream

This evening is too short

 

 

I am asking you to be with me

Listen to my point of view

Plain to see and nothing new

That all I need is you

And only you

 

 

Hold my breath and I will pray

That twenty years from today

I’d keep you near me and say:

“This love is here to stay”…

 

 

Never had such happiness in love

I simply never knew

Ten decades like this alone with you

Would never be enough…

 

 

Thankful to the fate that treats me well

For your love that’s always new

At will, I am under your spell –

All that I need is you

And only you

 

 

I close my eyes and I will pray

That twenty years from today

I hold you near me and say:

“This love is here to stay”…

 

 

…”When you will have a son, try to be careful. I’m afraid that you won’t be able to, but they are always different.

Me and you.

You and him.

You won’t be able to control him.

The first person who is completely dependent on you but you can’t control him.

This must be where difference between people lays.

This is impossible to live with.

You have an urge to punish, force to do as you want.

You could make him do it, but it’s better if he will – as you had – find his own path.

But basic knowledge – spelling, mathematics, conducting himself among people – he ought to be able to phrase.

First of all, what does he want from them and what can he give in return.

Just so that either to ‘demand’ or to ‘submit’.

Education helps to bear humiliation”.  (Applause)

 

 

“… Education helps to endure torture. Education earns respect in jail.”

“A rich man simply observes what he receives.

An educated person compares what he sees with something within himself and does not require anything in excess of that.”

“It is easier for an educated person to understand his counterpart.

An educated human will understand an uneducated human. Uneducated human will not understand educated human, my son”.

“Remember how we discussed with you that education is phrasing something of your own based on what you’ve read.

Even inexact citing is already something of your own under a different name”.

(Loud laughter)

“May your son will be educated.  A degree has nothing to do with it”.

 

 

 

The clock is ticking fast

I am ready to appear

Arena roars me the cheer…

 

Again – over there – into the ocean of light…

Despite my despair I must thrill and excite

Intense is the limelight, fanfares at full blast

Audience applauds, be brave the gymnast!

Defying the death

Courageous and brave is my stunt

Everyone’s silent

My statement is blunt

Listening to the violin

The ladies will keep their cool

They’ll say with a smile:

“A courageous fool!”

 

 

Yes, I am a jester, a fool, a stuntman

These are names chosen for me by the noblemen

So aloof, disengaged they will not comprehend

They will never stretch a helping hand …

 

One sacred dream

Is in my heart  – disturbs and haunts me,

Makes me look forward to the performance –

Will in the audience I see my one and only

The only lady I used to love?

 

The one and only I am thinking of…?

 

 

The day I met her

Was a curse from above

Since then I am desperately and forever in love

The lovely features of her face follow me

Wherever I go – oh, how I want it to be!

 

 

Her eyes are shining like nothing else in the world

My one desire – to cherish her and to hold

The look in her eyes

Captivates like a song

 

 

Oh dreamy blue skies…

That’s all bygone!

 

 

Yes, I am a jester, a fool, a stuntman

Those are names chosen for me by the noblemen

So aloof, disengaged they will not comprehend

They will never stretch a helping hand …

 

 

The bow is down and the melody is over

My horse is flying

And horrifying

The rain of flowers – fragrant are the flying bouquets

But stunt is over, the lights are down

And there is none to remain around…

 

 

The flowers dropping petals right on the sand

So wretched and lonely is my path in dreamland

Through night and thunder I am destined to walk

This sad existence is my barren bedrock

I am drained from watching the other men’s lives

O, will I ever have a home and a wife?

Unloved and bitter I will swallow my pain

In mask forever – is my endless reign!

 

 

 

On a timber buoyant raft

Right through the storm, the rain and thunder

Following my childish need to wonder

Bringing only music craft

I will slowly sail away

After the clock will strike at midnight

So that my rhymes will come to limelight

And fill the world in which I’ll stay…

 

 

It’s OK

It’s never been easy this way

I am weighed down by sorrow and pain

Mistakes, the old grief and disdain…

But my raft

Crafted from the songs and the words

With all the misgivings and odds

Isn’t so bad at all

 

 

I am not running far away

From those who predict misfortunes

They’d have it the easy way

On solid land at quiet bay

They will never understand

What has changed in me today

What had called me far away

What had settled in my head…

 

 

It’s OK

It’s never been easy this way

I am burdened by sorrow and pain

Mistakes, the old grief and the disdain…

But my raft

Crafted from the songs and the words

With all the misgivings and odds

Isn’t so bad at all

 

 

The thread that’s pulling me to stay

I will tear in dismay

From the monotonous days

I will slowly sail away

On a tiny timber raft

Shortly right after the midnight

To light the world with vibrant colors

And give my life a brand new start…

 

 

 

Mom, for Heaven’s sake I am not drunk and not on drugs

And not feeling lonely and not simply just in love

I am losing it

I am losing it

 

 

Mama wipe the tears do me a favor and be strong

Stop the silly questions what I am doing, where I’ve gone

I am losing it

All nights now I am losing it

 

 

Just one look in his eyes is enough to realize that I am losing it (I am losing it)

I don’t know anything, not a thing about him – I am losing it (I am losing it)

By his side, loved by him I will give up everything and I am losing it (I am losing it)

Without him and his love there won’t be any ‘me’ and that is it!

 

 

I would like to play a chord or two on my guitar

I was singing songs but now I am choking – here we are…

I am losing it

I am losing it

 

 

I would cry like baby but the face is shining bright

Down the hill is going what is wrong and what is right

I am losing it

I laugh and I am losing it!

 

 

Just one look in his eyes is enough to realize that I am losing it (I am losing it)

I don’t know anything, not a thing about him – I am losing it (I am losing it)

By his side, loved by him I will give up everything and I am losing it (I am losing it)

Without him and his love there won’t be any ‘me’ and that is it!

 

 

Just one look in his eyes is enough to realize that I am losing it (I am losing it)

I don’t know anything, not a thing about him – I am losing it (I am losing it)

By his side, loved by him I will give up everything and I am losing it (I am losing it)

Without him and his love there won’t be any’me’ and that is it!

 

I am losing it (I am losing it)

 

By his side, loved by him I will give up everything and I am losing it (I am losing it)

Without him and his love there is no me and that is it!

 

 

Happy Birthday, Mom!

 

“March 27” is a magic date indeed!

Today you would have turned 79

Here is a song for you:

 

There is No Bad Weather In The Nature by M. Dunayevsky and Y. Ryashentsev, from the film “Office Romance” by Eldar Ryazanov, English by Vesper Lynd:

 

There is no bad weather in the nature

Every weather is a perfect bliss

Rain or snow – whatever is your stature

Take it as a “hit”, and not a “miss”

 

Overtones of fragile sole’s vexation

Staple of the loneliness at heart

Bitter fruit of sleeping deprivation

Take it as a blessing and an art

Take it as a blessing and an art

 

Death of wishes, years of misfortune

Every day is harder to ignore

What is meant to be for you by nature

Take it as a given and adore

 

Dawn and dusk, the passing years burden

And the love that’s late but shines so bright

Just as dropping of your final curtain

Take it and be thankful – it’s all right

Take it and be thankful – it’s all right

 

There is no bad weather in the nature

Seasons and the years won’t reverse

Autumn of your life before departure

Take it as a blessing not a curse

Take it as a blessing not a curse

Take it as a blessing not a curse