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🔺 "Enchanted, Bewitched"
Enchanted, bewitched,
Once married to the wind in the field.
You are all as if shackled in shackles,
You are my precious woman.
Not happy, not sad,
As if descended from the dark sky.
You are my wedding song,
And you are my crazy star.
I will bend over your knees,
I will embrace them with frantic force.
And with tears, and with poems
I will burn you, kind, sweet.
What doesn't come true will be forgotten,
What isn't remembered won't come true.
So why are you crying, beauty,
Or am I just imagining it.
Enchanted, bewitched,
Once married to the wind in the field,
You are all as if shackled in shackles,
You are my precious woman.
🔺 "Enchanted, Bewitched"
Beauty surrounds us everywhere - nature, art, people — all this can be a source of inspiration and joy. Beautiful meetings, beautiful breakups, beautiful age and even beautiful sadness. An endless variety of shapes and colors. It is important not only to admire beauty, but also to understand its fragility, and try to keep it. Beauty is an opportunity to make our world brighter and richer, a way of accepting ourselves.
The Path of Self-acceptance.
"Lonely Branch of Lilac" ◀ ▶ "Turnala | Cranes"
- Collection of melodies: "There Were Meetings"
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