Liza Sud Poems

We will be thankful to all those
Who saved the living here
And made from Russia fascists go,
And Russian speech we hear!
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There where the asphalt ends,
there is an opportunity to begin
to love you, taking no obstacles
disclosed, gently, and discreet.
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I'm naked of all the good
look at night on the chilled wind,
It turned out to be easier to find God
Than love and fate as the sea.
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We are all wanderers in eternity,
fascilitating dwarfs

looking for carefree Happiness,
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When I was sixteen years old
Love looked me in the eyes
She said: 'O Sing, poet, a song! '
in happiness I drowned.
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Again, the dawn, garden and fog,
And nightingales, the smell of roses!
The sky, is that only a hype,
And only dreams of poets?
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