Eva Polak Poems

I would like I would like singing a new song singing a new song. When the rain falls down, gently on the ground, wetting the dried grass, flowing on the course, dropping on the roads. I would like singing a new song, looking from the closed window and feeling like I am apart from the rest, the water and the wind, the sky and the stars, it is all more than I see. It is all above.
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Die Schönheit des Herbstes. Aus dem Fenster schauen und den regennassen Asphalt sehen, den grauen Himmel, das beschlagene Glas, die grünen Bäume, die sich braun verfärben, die Farbe des Herbstes, die Farbe der Augen der Menschen dieses Landes, grün, sanft in Hitze und Kälte. Dann holen mich die Schreie der Schulkinder zurück in die Realität, dann holen mich die Schreie der Kinder zurück in die Zukunft, die immer unaufhaltsam kommt.
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Gefangen im Schmerz eines ungeborenen Tages. Gefangen im Strudel unausgesprochener Leidenschaften, gefangen im Verkehr unausgesprochener Impulse, verschwindet die so entstandene Wut mit der Zeit auf magische Weise, die Mattigkeit verfliegt und verwandelt sich in allgemeines Wohlbefinden. Das bringt das Fasten von der Welt, das bringt ein Stück Einsamkeit.
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Apple's syrup. A grey morning in a day of holiday. A parcel and a leaf of rosemary upon the windowsill. A passenger stops in front of my bush of pink roses. He looks around and he steals a blossom. Goodbye to a lazybone and to a dearest one! Apple's syrup and a token of compassion. It is a morning in a day of grey.
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Back to the origin, to the origin, to the origin of love. At the beginning all is quiet, all is dependant from the good will of the others, so may it be so, forever. Forever it will be. So might it be as long as the infinitive word. Back to the origin, to the doubtful sequence of thoughts and may it be the peace for ever as long as the infinitive word.
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Anger go far away, stubborn, find your way, far off from here. We love to stay well, we love to feel well, we pray for the future whose the view is not in the real. We work for the uncertainty, we work for the start that is enough to lead the way, the brilliant way.
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Tu attends le soleil. Tu attends le soleil, qui se leve las bas. Tu attends le soleil. Tu attends le soleil, qui se leve, qui se leve.
Tu t' abandonnes a la certitude de l'amour, tu t'abandonnes au mystere d'une caresse. Et tu chantes, toi aussie. Et tu chantes, toi aussie.
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je aimais, je aimais. Je aimais, Je aimais le jour, le nuit. Le monde de la nuit. Le monde de la joie de vivre. Et a peu de champagne. Et a peu de champagne pour ecouter le tintement du cristal. Pour ecouter le tintement du cristal
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Reciprocate yourself. Reciprocate yourself.Upon the edge of a failure.Upon the table of contents.Reciprocate yourself.Reciprocate yourself.Stay by teh sticks of branches.Winter's scene.Reciprocate yourself and work for the organization for the peace.On this planet Earth. Organize yourself. That is the ordinary say of today.
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Je a regarde la rue. Je suis enchantee, je a achete. Je suis une dame de la jour. Je avec rencontree la tristesse. Et un peu de simpathy, et un peu de soleil. C'est la nouvelle annee.
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