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MARINA’S SONG
What have we lost -
You hardly know,
Dancing at Oz
Is like a star nova.
The rhythm of cosmic
love
Unites us and peels
Beneath and above
For me to feel real.
As I whirl in sync with you
And our common universe,
Let us
keep the dancing torch
At the very tip of notch!
- Anya “THE CENTER OF WILL”
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LANCE
In the land of the free
We are slaves of shopping spree
It’s more fun to
sweat in gear
Than to dance by neighbour’s rear.
- Anya “THE CENTER
OF WILL”
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| Maison Carree, Nimes |
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МАРИНА
Раскрасила
цветные сны собой Марина,
Расправила
крыло любви Тобой царинна,
Разбредила
раба мечты земной Марию*,
Раскинула
шатры судьбы святой
России.
Испила
и беды засилье сеньорина,
Растила,
распила, разлила мёд
полыни,
Развеяла
по свету стон души рабыни,
Завесила
бельём свою тропу поныне.
Но вспыхнула
звезда далёка на чужбине,
Приснился
сон о деве той другой
Марине,
Раскроила
судьба звезду наполовину,
Раскинула
крыла на обе половины.
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Рильке
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Аня 6 февраля
2004 12.00 День
взрыва в московском
метро между Павелецкой
и Автозаводской
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| Ancient Roman arena in Arles |
Солдат
слепой Вселенной
Растет в пустых домах,
Где сердце
не знает сомнений,
Где воле не светит
тюрьма
Его раздвоений...
- Аня. "ЦЕНТР
ВОЛИ"
LANCE’S SONG
Universal
servant
Grows in the lab.
His heart has no doubt,
His will has
not been doubled
B y what he lacks and straddles...
Children
playing rough,
Laughing
in my yard,
Dreaming
they are tough,
Pinning
bodyart.
I’m a happy seedling
Wearing waspy shoes,
You may have an inkling,
You won’t know the truth
That
somewhere underground
There’s a bigger playground,
No loud sound
Penetrates the ground
Until the testing ground
Becomes the air surround
And many more hounds
Will grow in the pounds..
- Anya
“THE CENTER OF WILL”
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| Maison Carree, Nimes |
THEME SONG
Take my key
Open the cage of your heart
Open the cage of your will
Open
the will of your heart
The will of your heart
The cry of your heart
The courage of your heart
The center of
your will
- Anya
“THE
CENTER OF WILL”
Возьми
мой ключ,
Открой клетку
своего сердца
Открой
клетку своей воли
Открой
волю своего сердца
Волю
своего сердца
Крик своего
сердца
Смелость своего
сердца
Центр своей воли
- Аня
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| James at the Pont Du Gard, Roman Akveduct |
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| Flying Amphibia |
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| Grenoble, French Silicon Valley, is uniquely surrounded by the mountains like Innsbruck |
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| Grenoble Isere river bank |
Dreaming on the road...
After seeing Ancient Roman Maison Caree in Nimes, we found a room at an old small hotel
Royal very close to the site. It was late when we got in and I immedialely went to bed and falling asleep, I
saw the big mirror in front of me shifting its shape from vertical into horizontal, and felt drawn into it... I
dreamt I was applying for an archeology school in Northen California. I was taking take test classes
and writing a test paper, and other students rallied for me to be admitted even though I had to commute there from Los Angeles.
The most striking thing I remember was that unlike other students and professor, all dressed in black and grey suits, I was
wearing a beautiful dress of an electric bright blue color. When I woke up in the morning, I noticed for the first time the
unusual electric bright blue color of my blanket...
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blue
lullaby
In the
blue silky room
Dreams
walk unnoticed
Days morph
into nights
Nights
melt into days
Tell me
a story
Sing me
of fortune
Take me
to land
Of blue
silky haze
Make we
wonder...
Sing me
the story
Of blue
silky lizards
Guarding
the lock
The key
to the future
Of wandering
souls
Waiting
for morning
To enter the clock.
- Anya
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Синие слезы,
синяя чума,
воруя грезы,
вползает
в дома...
- Аня.
"ЦЕНТР ВОЛИ"
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| Maison Carree Roman Temple in Nimes |
LANCE’S
SONGS
Before the dawn they creep
Into our dreams,
Our eyelids are heavy,
The wills
are asleep,
The bodies listless...
What if it’s nothing
But a dream,
And my angst
Is just a mind enlisted.
Yellow
Jacket
Snakes into our dreams
Rapes our minds,
Breaks us down,
People shedding
Blue tears,
Blue plague
Crawls
into town.
- Anya
“THE CENTER OF WILL”
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| Maison Carree, Nimes |
LANCE'S SONG
No passion, no time /
Страсти
нет, нет времени
Window's closed on your mind /
Окно закрыто
от бремени
No fear, no love /
Того,
что открыто лишь кременю,
You are ever super tough /
Что шагает в ногу
со временем.
- Anya
"THE CENTER OF WILL"
Let me be to you
What you are to me
Let me be the sky to you
Like you are the heaven to me...
Let me be the star to you
Like you are the light to me...
Let me be the torch
to you
Like you are the fire to me...
Let me be the hearth to you
Like you are the home to me.
- Anya
"THE CENTER OF WILL"
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THE HEART IS A SLEEPING BEAUTY
The heart is the sleeping beauty,
And love the only kiss it can't resist.
Even as eyes lay open
wide,
there is a heart that sleeps inside,
and it is there you must be hastening,
for all hearts dream,
They dream
only of awakening.
- Nicholas Klein,
”THE MILLION DOLLAR HOTEL”
(2001, directed by Wim Wenders,
story idea & soundtrack by Bono/U2)
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Сердце - Спящая
Красавица,
И любовь
- единственный поцелуй,
которому она не может
противиться.
И хотя глаза
широко раскрыты,
Спит
внутри сердце,
Туда и
направь свои стопы,
Ибо
все сердца спят и видят
сны,
И снится им одно -
что они просыпаются.
- Николас Клайн
(transl. by Anya)
"ОТЕЛЬ МИЛЛИОН
ДОЛЛАРОВ"
(2001 режиссер
Вим Вендерс,
идея, соундтрек,
продюссер - Боно / U2)
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| Inspired once by my example, Dan and Jennie Cooper moved to France to become world citizens. |
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| Hotel Royal, Nimes |
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