Think of this – that the writer wrote alone, and the reader read alone, and they were alone with each other.
A. S. Byatt
© Ingret Nagoeva, 2024
ISBN 978-5-0064-9502-9
Created with Ridero smart publishing system
Go to your favorite coffee shop and ask for a hot cup of tea or coffee. I prefer Earl Grey.
Take that small table by the window.
I hope you have headphones on you? Then, turn on the music from the playlist, you can find it on the next page.
Now you are ready to start reading.
1. Murat Kabardokov — Kafa
2. Edvard Grieg – Morning mood
3. Claude Debussy – La fille aux cheveux de lin
4. Claude Debussy – Prélude à l’après-midi d’un faune
5. Claude Debussy – Clair De Lune
6. Matteo Myderwyk – Prélude
7. Ludovico Einaudi – Primavera
8. Ludovico Einaudi – Underwater (album)
The spring song, you are in my heart,
Your image stays in my mind,
How the sun shines all day long,
And the moon illuminates the night.
Sunrise in the blue skies.
The dawn is coming with a light
In the pinkish haze of clouds
Over the houses of sleeping towns.
Delicate pastel colors.
Springtime is fresh and sound.
Created from sacred hopes,
In love with the scent of blossom.
The deluge of rain showers
The fields of blooming flowers.
Rain beats on green leaves
Reviving vivid dreams!
I am confused by a pops of color:
my soul needs beauty,
and my heart desires love.
They shout at me,
“Get free!”
A fierce flame
Is rampant in the fireplace.
I’m captivated by the pops of color:
Delight vibrating in my chest!
A fiery stream of feelings.
I’m shaking.
Peace of mind? An empty lie.
Unbridled joy – That is the real life!
Emerald spring!
The golden rays of the sun,
Waking up from sleep,
Shine from under the clouds.
Emerald fields!
Mountains, like crystal,
Along the purest stream —
Malachite forests.
Emerald evening!
A weightless breeze is
Barely blowing.
Ice is melting on the rivers.
Happiness.
Quiet and loud,
In company and in solitude,
In nature and in the city…
It will overtake you unexpectedly
And then
Remain in a hidden corner
Of your soul,
Only yours,
Forever.
I run from a height to the ocean,
The sea-green surface I see.
I taste the smell of the sea,
I feel breeze! I feel so emotion!
The wind blows my hair with caution.
The waves start to light up with
The rays of the sun through the mist…
I run towards my healing potion.
Poseidon’s vastness in motion.
A bright beam of light beckons me —
I cannot help myself with this.
I’m running towards to the ocean.