GYMNASTICS OF THE PAST
Get ready! Start!
One, two, three, four!..
Bow down!
Sit down!
Stand up!
Now run about on the spot!
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I waited for your coming every moment,
My heart was as a step-cloth on your way.
Feelings gulped back a soul's torment
And my heart was like fabric to pray.
Having looked around with sad voice
My eyes exalted you and made a call.
As the morning blossoms that are pure
My spirit wished your face and took a fall.
You didn't come and as if disappeared,
But heart felt you were with me so close.
When I lost myself in fragrance, joy
I knew that you were guest of heart, my rose.
Sometimes you cover dapper lights in me
And stamping splendid name you return home.
Like a song was coming to the world -
Appealing howl of the heart and moan
Heart as flower opened in your spring,
Whispering your name the time slips by
I can not be your host any more
To be a guest of you, my dove, I fly.