KrystynaMaria Postawa

Dancing with the flames
a fiery gypsy’s dance –
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This is a time of fire,
fire and flowers…
The flames tell their story
all night.
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I dreamed about you with violets, /
with green pathes, '/'
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Who are you
going with the flowers in front of you
to nowhere?
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What have I to think
about the leaves, which perish in autumn,
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The alabaster palms put out the candles,
The alabaster palms light the gloom,
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The flowers of magnolia
calm my pain...
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Wrap me up with the twig of jasmine
and say: 'it's the spring'.
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You wander around the world
across beautiful countries,
you wonder how wonderful
the world is…
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Your eyes follow me -
they look into my heart...
They wrap up all my cares
with a wrap splendour of oblivion.
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And on your eye - lashes

there was a bright dew,
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Autumn’s leaves like falling flames
at your feet – fire that bears no light no heat.
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Changed into longing,

wraped with mallows
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Just now I come back silently'/'

whence the mallows and the lilacs bloom.'/'
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A long way off the stars of remembrance.
We close ourselves in our life.

So a long way off to each other,
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All my love I offer you
I give you all that I have.
The Autumn leaves rustle so lonely -
They tell about the distance,
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And when again the snow falls down,
And all the leaves have disappeared
Someone will still go this way.
This solitary way, full of illusions.
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Let me enjoy
the smell of jasmine
without not picking up the flowers
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Searching you
to put an end to my desire
I want to feel, I want to know
why the wind is blowing,
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