Текст песни Ирина Гопак - Диск VI - 01 - Поэзия - явление чудес

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Irina Gopak
Your line sings and breathes
Her soul is fragrant.
What is alive - hears it.
And life embodies consonance!

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Alexander Korotynsky

Poetry is a phenomenon of miracles
When the poet's hand is in the braids of the lines
Weaves a ribbon of scarlet dawn
With the blue ribbon of heaven.

Poetry is a manifestation of love
When the soul is ready to sing without measure.
Transcendental spheres are available to her
And deep layers of human feelings.

Poetry is a sharpened blade
That rushes into battle, striking enemies mercilessly.
Throws himself without fear, recklessly
There is a rushing stream in earthly passions.

But here is the poet, having collected the metals of words,
They will be melted into the gold of insight.
Filling the lines of Truth with a glow -
And this is the highest intention of the verses!