Поэтические изыски

Dionysus · Jun 27, 2003, 07:54

А вот и мои стихи (как и обещал). Большинство из них больше известны как песни тем, кто побывал на моих концертах и выступлениях (в частности as Don't Call It Unplugged).
Вот, для начала.
Спасибо за внимание!

Dionysus · Jun 27, 2003, 07:55

IN A FIT OF ANGER

Take me scorpion
Are you afraid?
You’ve sold your religion
To build up your fate
You know that I'm special
And you know I’m blessed
You’re trying to stop me.
You hope I’m afraid.
You lived isolated
You agreed what I said
And waited for a moment
To put your sting in my back
Today I’m your hero
Tomorrow your foe
Today you will kiss me
With your eyes full of hate
I want you to know now
That I’m not afraid
Your venom is helpless
Because I am blessed
You’ve tried a hundred times
To get me out of your way
But any time you stung me
I only became wiser and wiser and wiser…

1999

Dionysus · Jun 27, 2003, 07:56

THE TWELFTH NIGHT

Looking at the lights of the passing cars
Through my heavy lids with my sleepy eyes
In my loaded head a voice wakes up
To whisper me the words I tried to hide.
I’m leading dialogues without any meaning
Saying the words just for that
Or lying in bed with a look at the ceiling
And memories pass through my head
I’m spending the nights in prayers
And spending the days in sin
I’m always facing the barriers
Which won’t ever let me win.
Sometimes I feel so lonely
That the words cannot express
So I recollect my reckless childhood
And remember the games I played.
Only in my memory they live
The connections with my childhood
The only time when I was free
When life was worth of living.
And now I’m free just when I sleep
Becoming a slave when I wake up
I’m the slave of stream, I’m the slave of life
I’m the slave of my own decisions.
Only in my dreams I love
When I sleep…But when I awake
I go on to live in surrounding hatred
The root of which is deep in me.
There is no happiness. It sinks
In the ocean of unhappy moments
It sinks in the routine of hollow life
And the hypocritical being.
The happy moments of The Day
Passed and were washed away
And the only feeling that remained
Was emptiness – in me.
So I sat with my sight on the passing cars
With my eyes staring at the lights
And I hoped that the next day when I woke up
I wouldn’t remember these lines.

1999

Dionysus · Jun 27, 2003, 07:58

A FAIRY-TALE

The oak-tree on the grass.
Mary the girl with carrot hair and green eyes
With freckles on her face,
In a long, white, old-fashioned dress
Stands on the lawn
All alone.
She’s always smiling.
Her voice is soft and sounds so calming.
Not far from the glade
An old house which has two floors stands.
The glade is sunny.
The house is tiny.
When the evening comes
Mary runs to the house by the path
She walks into it.
You can hear the stamping of her feet.
Then you can see
Mary drinking tea.
The fire-place is burning,
Mary sits in front of the piano and keeps playing
The song is as sweet
As the voice of Mary singing it.
Outside there’s a storm
Inside it is warm.
This is the story of Mary.
She lives alone but she’s happy.
She makes her tea and drinks,
She plays the piano and sings.
And the oak-tree stands on the lawn
From sunset till dawn.
And when I'm too lonely
I am Mary's guest.

1995

Yana · Jun 27, 2003, 09:15

Вот и подстрочник, с божьей и вашей помощью:
В ПРИСТУПЕ ГНЕВА

Возьми меня Скорпион,
Или ты боишься?
Ты продал свою религию,
Чтобы создать свою судьбу,
Ты знаешь, что я особенный
И ты знаешь, что я благословлен
Ты пробуешь остановить меня.
Ты надеешься, что я боюсь
Ты жил изолированный,
Ты соглашался с тем, что я говорил.
И ждал мгновения,
Чтобы воткнуть свое жало мне в спину,
Сегодня я - твой герой
Завтра твой противник,
Сегодня ты поцелуешь меня своими глазами,
полными ненависти,
Я хочу, чтобы ты знал теперь,
что я не боюсь,
что твой яд беспомощен,
поскольку я благословлен,
Ты пробовал сотню раз,
Убрать меня со своего пути.
Но когда бы ты не жалил меня,
я только становился мудрее,
и мудрее, и мудрее …

А вообще, мне больше понравились "Двенадцатая ночь" и "Сказка"...

СКАЗКА
Дуб на траве.
Мэри - девочка с морковными волосами
и зелеными глазами ,
С веснушками на лице,
В длинном, белом, старомодном платье
Стоит на лужайке
В полном одиночестве.
Она всегда улыбается.
Ее голос мягок и кажется таким успокаивающим.
Недалеко от поляны стоит старый двухэтажный дом,
Поляна солнечна.
Дом крошечен.
Когда вечер наступает,
Мэри бежит к дому дорожкой, она прогуливается по нему.
Вы можете услышать топот ее ног.
Тогда Вы сможете увидеть Мэри, пьющую чай.
Камин горит, Мэри сидит перед фортепьяно и продолжает играть,
песня столь же сладка
Как голос Мэри, поющей ее.
Снаружи ливень
Внутри тепло.
Это - история Мэри. Она живет одна, но она счастлива.
Она заваривает свой чай и пьет,
Она играет на фортепьяно и поет.
И дуб стоит на лужайке
От заката до рассвета.
И когда я слишком одинок, я - гость Мэри.

Dionysus · Jun 27, 2003, 09:19

Yana: Спасибо за замечательный перевод!

Скоро постну еще.

Dionysus · Jun 27, 2003, 10:09

IN COMA

Suddenly the darkness
Changes into light
Green grass all around me
A forest in my sight.
I run towards the forest
From the hill where I first stood
Birds’ songs in my ears
And I feel really good.
I walk into the forest
And run along the path.
I feel I’m getting easy
And I can’t feel the ground.

The path leads to a waterfall
And a limpid pool
Unicorns are walking
In the nearest bush.
I feel that I am naked.
I walk into the pool.
The water is my blanket
And nature’s the only rule.
I get out of the water
And lie down on the grass
And unicorns are looking
Straight into my eyes.

The wind brings smell of flowers,
The sunrays touch my skin,
I go into a slumber
Thinking of what I’ve seen.
Suddenly somebody
Takes me by my hand
I hope it is the unicorn
Opening my eyes. And…

And there I see the doctor
Speaking out my name
He says I’ve been in coma
For eleven days.

1999

Dionysus · Jun 27, 2003, 10:10

LOST

I liked playing with the fire
I liked walking on a razor blade
I was an acrobat on a wire
I wanted to burn out and not to fade.
I rested my head on the devil’s shoulder
Because I was shamed to turn to god…
And the childhood passed now I’m getting older
And my crystal childish dreams are lost.

Now I come home to an empty house
I think of the days I’ve never lived
My feelings are mixed and my mind’s in chaos
I dream of the palace I’ll never build.
Odd faces come to me speaking out strange voices
And I don’t know is it my life or is it a dream
I’m losing the edge between life and visions
I think of Eden I’ll never reach.

Unable to walk, unable to crawl
I stop for a moment and lean back to the wall
And inside my brain I hear a distant call –
My paranoia’s in control.

Old wounds are aching
Old insanity returns
And when I see the glass I’m breaking
My heart bleeds and my soul burns.
I’m losing my fire
I’m losing my faith
I’m losing the power
That I’ve once had
I’m losing my feelings
I can't see the light
I’m losing my visions
Of quietude and peace.

2001

Dionysus · Jun 27, 2003, 10:13

SUMMER OF LOVE

Let me see the emerald grass
Let me see the brightness
Let me see the downy clouds above
Let me see the sky
Enlightened with our loving
Let me see the happiness around
On the endless fields of love
The flowerchildren sing and dance
The music fills the air with easy sounds
Their laughter flies around
The wind, it streams their hair
Flower wreaths are covering their heads.

The summer will return
And we’ll be walking through the air
With flowers in our hair.

And we’ll sing a song of love
To the wind that spreads around
The pieces of the love that fills our hearts
And no one thinks of what
Is going to be tomorrow
And every day will always be a new day

The summer will return
And we’ll be walking through the air
With flowers in our hair

The summer will return
And we’ll be walking through the air
On the endless fields of love
We’ll meet again someday

2002

Dionysus · Jul 3, 2003, 11:06

И еще три стихотворения.

Dionysus · Jul 3, 2003, 11:08

THE SEESAW SONG

Seesaw going up and down
Moving my own I
Ticking back the crystal time
Of my childhood…Hey, I’m high!
Wind is blowing through my hair
River’s passing through my head
Mary’s smiling from the tree
Waving up her hand.
Orange flickers flashing
A million points of light.
Easy leaves are flying
Dancing a magic dance.
Sounds of music reach my ears
Words are gently sung
Strings are crying, I can hear
A song in an ancient tongue.
Seesaw‘s flying up and down
And I feel the wind
Seeds of happiness are sown
And they grow in me.
Downy trees caress my brain
Irradiating light
And all my fears have been in vain
Because the way is bright.
Like the seesaw my mind flies
The minstrel river sings
The jester leaves dance magic dances
And the moments click.
The seesaw takes me to the sky
And it lulls my mind
People down there, look I’m high
I’m the ending and the start.

2001

Dionysus · Jul 3, 2003, 11:10

FOREVER ON STAGE
(THE ANCIENT MYSTERY)

After my song
Don’t clap your hands
The silence will reward me
And after silence
Let’s play a game
Let’s live an ancient mystery

Let’s start the gig
And I will sing
I’ll try to be sincere
And I do hope
To break the frames
These awful walls of fear

I’ll tear the masks
Put on my face
And I will show my ego
And I will be
A flowing stream
Instead of being a figure

I’ll close my eyes
And spread my wings
And I will start my flight
I’ll cross the darkness
And glide above
The quivering points of light

I’ll turn to be
A dancing shaman
I’ll be a priest of art
And I’ll become
A mystic mantra
I’ll be the Forever’s part

After my song
Don’t clap your hands
The silence will reward me
And after silence
Let’s play a game
Let’s live an ancient mystery…

2001

Dionysus · Jul 3, 2003, 11:11

EPILOGUE

So many nights I haven’t felt
So many works I must begin
So many sunsets still unseen
So many herbs are still unsmelt
So many thoughts I haven’t thought
There’s so much love that’s still in me
So many mornings still to breathe
There is a son who’s still unborn
So many books I haven’t read
So many songs I haven’t sung
So many wines I haven’t drunk
And maybe tomorrow I’ll be dead.

2002

Helen · Jul 11, 2003, 19:15

MNe tozhe ochen` ponravilas` 12-aya noch`! Ya ikh budu postepenno perevarivat`, po odnomu, ok?

Dionysus · Jul 12, 2003, 23:03

Helen :

Jun 27, 2003, 07:54	#1
Dionysus The Freewheelin' Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Electric Ladyland Posts: 18,834 Rep Power: 11 Reputation: 668	Поэтические изыски А вот и мои стихи (как и обещал). Большинство из них больше известны как песни тем, кто побывал на моих концертах и выступлениях (в частности as Don't Call It Unplugged). Вот, для начала. Спасибо за внимание! __________________ Are you experienced?

Jun 27, 2003, 07:55	#2
Dionysus The Freewheelin' Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Electric Ladyland Posts: 18,834 Rep Power: 11 Reputation: 668	IN A FIT OF ANGER Take me scorpion Are you afraid? You’ve sold your religion To build up your fate You know that I'm special And you know I’m blessed You’re trying to stop me. You hope I’m afraid. You lived isolated You agreed what I said And waited for a moment To put your sting in my back Today I’m your hero Tomorrow your foe Today you will kiss me With your eyes full of hate I want you to know now That I’m not afraid Your venom is helpless Because I am blessed You’ve tried a hundred times To get me out of your way But any time you stung me I only became wiser and wiser and wiser… 1999 __________________ Are you experienced? Last edited by Dionysus : Jun 27, 2003 at 08:08.

Jun 27, 2003, 07:56	#3
Dionysus The Freewheelin' Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Electric Ladyland Posts: 18,834 Rep Power: 11 Reputation: 668	THE TWELFTH NIGHT Looking at the lights of the passing cars Through my heavy lids with my sleepy eyes In my loaded head a voice wakes up To whisper me the words I tried to hide. I’m leading dialogues without any meaning Saying the words just for that Or lying in bed with a look at the ceiling And memories pass through my head I’m spending the nights in prayers And spending the days in sin I’m always facing the barriers Which won’t ever let me win. Sometimes I feel so lonely That the words cannot express So I recollect my reckless childhood And remember the games I played. Only in my memory they live The connections with my childhood The only time when I was free When life was worth of living. And now I’m free just when I sleep Becoming a slave when I wake up I’m the slave of stream, I’m the slave of life I’m the slave of my own decisions. Only in my dreams I love When I sleep…But when I awake I go on to live in surrounding hatred The root of which is deep in me. There is no happiness. It sinks In the ocean of unhappy moments It sinks in the routine of hollow life And the hypocritical being. The happy moments of The Day Passed and were washed away And the only feeling that remained Was emptiness – in me. So I sat with my sight on the passing cars With my eyes staring at the lights And I hoped that the next day when I woke up I wouldn’t remember these lines. 1999 __________________ Are you experienced?

Jun 27, 2003, 07:58	#4
Dionysus The Freewheelin' Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Electric Ladyland Posts: 18,834 Rep Power: 11 Reputation: 668	A FAIRY-TALE The oak-tree on the grass. Mary the girl with carrot hair and green eyes With freckles on her face, In a long, white, old-fashioned dress Stands on the lawn All alone. She’s always smiling. Her voice is soft and sounds so calming. Not far from the glade An old house which has two floors stands. The glade is sunny. The house is tiny. When the evening comes Mary runs to the house by the path She walks into it. You can hear the stamping of her feet. Then you can see Mary drinking tea. The fire-place is burning, Mary sits in front of the piano and keeps playing The song is as sweet As the voice of Mary singing it. Outside there’s a storm Inside it is warm. This is the story of Mary. She lives alone but she’s happy. She makes her tea and drinks, She plays the piano and sings. And the oak-tree stands on the lawn From sunset till dawn. And when I'm too lonely I am Mary's guest. 1995 __________________ Are you experienced? Last edited by Dionysus : Jun 27, 2003 at 08:12.

Jun 27, 2003, 09:19	#6
Dionysus The Freewheelin' Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Electric Ladyland Posts: 18,834 Rep Power: 11 Reputation: 668	Yana: Спасибо за замечательный перевод! Скоро постну еще. __________________ Are you experienced?

Jun 27, 2003, 09:15	#5
Yana Banned Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: Yerevan Posts: 1,503 Rep Power: 0 Reputation: 10	Вот и подстрочник, с божьей и вашей помощью: В ПРИСТУПЕ ГНЕВА Возьми меня Скорпион, Или ты боишься? Ты продал свою религию, Чтобы создать свою судьбу, Ты знаешь, что я особенный И ты знаешь, что я благословлен Ты пробуешь остановить меня. Ты надеешься, что я боюсь Ты жил изолированный, Ты соглашался с тем, что я говорил. И ждал мгновения, Чтобы воткнуть свое жало мне в спину, Сегодня я - твой герой Завтра твой противник, Сегодня ты поцелуешь меня своими глазами, полными ненависти, Я хочу, чтобы ты знал теперь, что я не боюсь, что твой яд беспомощен, поскольку я благословлен, Ты пробовал сотню раз, Убрать меня со своего пути. Но когда бы ты не жалил меня, я только становился мудрее, и мудрее, и мудрее … А вообще, мне больше понравились "Двенадцатая ночь" и "Сказка"... СКАЗКА Дуб на траве. Мэри - девочка с морковными волосами и зелеными глазами , С веснушками на лице, В длинном, белом, старомодном платье Стоит на лужайке В полном одиночестве. Она всегда улыбается. Ее голос мягок и кажется таким успокаивающим. Недалеко от поляны стоит старый двухэтажный дом, Поляна солнечна. Дом крошечен. Когда вечер наступает, Мэри бежит к дому дорожкой, она прогуливается по нему. Вы можете услышать топот ее ног. Тогда Вы сможете увидеть Мэри, пьющую чай. Камин горит, Мэри сидит перед фортепьяно и продолжает играть, песня столь же сладка Как голос Мэри, поющей ее. Снаружи ливень Внутри тепло. Это - история Мэри. Она живет одна, но она счастлива. Она заваривает свой чай и пьет, Она играет на фортепьяно и поет. И дуб стоит на лужайке От заката до рассвета. И когда я слишком одинок, я - гость Мэри.

Jun 27, 2003, 10:09	#7
Dionysus The Freewheelin' Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Electric Ladyland Posts: 18,834 Rep Power: 11 Reputation: 668	IN COMA Suddenly the darkness Changes into light Green grass all around me A forest in my sight. I run towards the forest From the hill where I first stood Birds’ songs in my ears And I feel really good. I walk into the forest And run along the path. I feel I’m getting easy And I can’t feel the ground. The path leads to a waterfall And a limpid pool Unicorns are walking In the nearest bush. I feel that I am naked. I walk into the pool. The water is my blanket And nature’s the only rule. I get out of the water And lie down on the grass And unicorns are looking Straight into my eyes. The wind brings smell of flowers, The sunrays touch my skin, I go into a slumber Thinking of what I’ve seen. Suddenly somebody Takes me by my hand I hope it is the unicorn Opening my eyes. And… And there I see the doctor Speaking out my name He says I’ve been in coma For eleven days. 1999 __________________ Are you experienced?

Jun 27, 2003, 10:10	#8
Dionysus The Freewheelin' Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Electric Ladyland Posts: 18,834 Rep Power: 11 Reputation: 668	LOST I liked playing with the fire I liked walking on a razor blade I was an acrobat on a wire I wanted to burn out and not to fade. I rested my head on the devil’s shoulder Because I was shamed to turn to god… And the childhood passed now I’m getting older And my crystal childish dreams are lost. Now I come home to an empty house I think of the days I’ve never lived My feelings are mixed and my mind’s in chaos I dream of the palace I’ll never build. Odd faces come to me speaking out strange voices And I don’t know is it my life or is it a dream I’m losing the edge between life and visions I think of Eden I’ll never reach. Unable to walk, unable to crawl I stop for a moment and lean back to the wall And inside my brain I hear a distant call – My paranoia’s in control. Old wounds are aching Old insanity returns And when I see the glass I’m breaking My heart bleeds and my soul burns. I’m losing my fire I’m losing my faith I’m losing the power That I’ve once had I’m losing my feelings I can't see the light I’m losing my visions Of quietude and peace. 2001 __________________ Are you experienced?

Jun 27, 2003, 10:13	#9
Dionysus The Freewheelin' Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Electric Ladyland Posts: 18,834 Rep Power: 11 Reputation: 668	SUMMER OF LOVE Let me see the emerald grass Let me see the brightness Let me see the downy clouds above Let me see the sky Enlightened with our loving Let me see the happiness around On the endless fields of love The flowerchildren sing and dance The music fills the air with easy sounds Their laughter flies around The wind, it streams their hair Flower wreaths are covering their heads. The summer will return And we’ll be walking through the air With flowers in our hair. And we’ll sing a song of love To the wind that spreads around The pieces of the love that fills our hearts And no one thinks of what Is going to be tomorrow And every day will always be a new day The summer will return And we’ll be walking through the air With flowers in our hair The summer will return And we’ll be walking through the air On the endless fields of love We’ll meet again someday 2002 __________________ Are you experienced?

Jul 3, 2003, 11:06	#10
Dionysus The Freewheelin' Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Electric Ladyland Posts: 18,834 Rep Power: 11 Reputation: 668	И еще три стихотворения. __________________ Are you experienced?

Jul 3, 2003, 11:08	#11
Dionysus The Freewheelin' Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Electric Ladyland Posts: 18,834 Rep Power: 11 Reputation: 668	THE SEESAW SONG Seesaw going up and down Moving my own I Ticking back the crystal time Of my childhood…Hey, I’m high! Wind is blowing through my hair River’s passing through my head Mary’s smiling from the tree Waving up her hand. Orange flickers flashing A million points of light. Easy leaves are flying Dancing a magic dance. Sounds of music reach my ears Words are gently sung Strings are crying, I can hear A song in an ancient tongue. Seesaw‘s flying up and down And I feel the wind Seeds of happiness are sown And they grow in me. Downy trees caress my brain Irradiating light And all my fears have been in vain Because the way is bright. Like the seesaw my mind flies The minstrel river sings The jester leaves dance magic dances And the moments click. The seesaw takes me to the sky And it lulls my mind People down there, look I’m high I’m the ending and the start. 2001 __________________ Are you experienced?

Jul 3, 2003, 11:10	#12
Dionysus The Freewheelin' Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Electric Ladyland Posts: 18,834 Rep Power: 11 Reputation: 668	FOREVER ON STAGE (THE ANCIENT MYSTERY) After my song Don’t clap your hands The silence will reward me And after silence Let’s play a game Let’s live an ancient mystery Let’s start the gig And I will sing I’ll try to be sincere And I do hope To break the frames These awful walls of fear I’ll tear the masks Put on my face And I will show my ego And I will be A flowing stream Instead of being a figure I’ll close my eyes And spread my wings And I will start my flight I’ll cross the darkness And glide above The quivering points of light I’ll turn to be A dancing shaman I’ll be a priest of art And I’ll become A mystic mantra I’ll be the Forever’s part After my song Don’t clap your hands The silence will reward me And after silence Let’s play a game Let’s live an ancient mystery… 2001 __________________ Are you experienced?

Jul 3, 2003, 11:11	#13
Dionysus The Freewheelin' Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Electric Ladyland Posts: 18,834 Rep Power: 11 Reputation: 668	EPILOGUE So many nights I haven’t felt So many works I must begin So many sunsets still unseen So many herbs are still unsmelt So many thoughts I haven’t thought There’s so much love that’s still in me So many mornings still to breathe There is a son who’s still unborn So many books I haven’t read So many songs I haven’t sung So many wines I haven’t drunk And maybe tomorrow I’ll be dead. 2002 __________________ Are you experienced?

Jul 11, 2003, 19:15	#14
Helen Moderator Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Armenia Posts: 1,144 Rep Power: 7 Reputation: 51	MNe tozhe ochen` ponravilas` 12-aya noch`! Ya ikh budu postepenno perevarivat`, po odnomu, ok? __________________ And everything under the Sun is in tune, But the Sun is eclipsed by the Moon.(Pink Floyd)

Jul 12, 2003, 23:03	#15
Dionysus The Freewheelin' Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: Electric Ladyland Posts: 18,834 Rep Power: 11 Reputation: 668	Helen : __________________ Are you experienced?

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