In Space of the Perfect Rhymes

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Maria, she is my renegade lady,
She is a dream from a fabulous world.
I could not expect to meet her in brandy,
And guess she’s from label brand –
Famous Smirnoff.
But, that is just a story beginning,
’cause she’s appeared to be
An exciting gymnast.
Yes, she’s diving, she’s jumping,
She’s reeling, and make it
All really fast.
She is my challenge, she’s amazing goddess –
From ancient past, or probably, future times.
I am playing new songs, I am writing poems
And put her in space of the perfect rhymes.

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So Far So Good

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Warm, sunny Monday

The world is under conspiracy siege

Sheep just can’t get it

That is somewhat

Belong to the invisible bridge.

People are passing along the boardwalk

Talking of what might have been future events

It seems like nothing has changed

But the new order is coming soon

For the world, they confess.

The war goes on in full rage

Underground

So many children escaped and survived

Satanic order elsewhere you can found

Is being enforced with American pride.

We greet the saviors of the nation

We bless them all and pray for their lives

Earth holy Alliance is taking action

For a full star of Sun to forever arise.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunny Waves

I am listening cool music of waves,

Accompanied by the ocean breeze,

That brings a sense of peace and

Happiness all over my mind.

I live in the air of dreams,

I breath holy wisdom,

All right.

It’s an oxygen for my thoughts,

And guess what – Pura Vida

All day along, – back and forth.

Let the sunshine does mysterious work,

Growing you up like a magic flower.

I’ve got that serious power,

And

turn you

on

like a winning stock.

 

 

 

Keep On Moving

I’ve got back home
After adventurous trip
Into far away pine
And spruce woods.
Heavy rain, crazy train,
Loud rig.
No complain, no wall,
No Camper boots.
Women were looking
Yet hardly finding
Whatever is might be
Their hidden dream.
I’ve met Maria that’s
Pretty exciting
And guess – she’s
A wild woman’s scream.
Sunday was true some,
Delivering seagulls.
Broad frontier circled
The sky.
You shouldn’t surrender
Your freedom, your
Sweet guns.
And I’m keep moving,
Don’t ask me why.

Old Rocker Monologue

VITALLYCA live at Rock Without Borders VI Fest at Down House, Brooklyn, NY

Goodbye To Empire Wall

Day of Thanksgiving to share some love,

Day of Forgiving – the truth from above.

Dangerous fireball fall from the sky,

We say to Empire Wall a long time goodbye.

 

To Make It Perfectly Right

If I could imagine life

Filled with happiness and abundance

How good I’m to be there at once?

If I was a King of Electrical Thunders

How strong it might to destroy the trans?

You could make a trip into Carroll Gardens

Where small boutiques are kept running wild.

Take a  leap within land of wonders

And make it perfectly right.

Farther for the sleeping Sun

Lots of time passed since the song was written and at last it has appeared as a record.

Vitally's Space & Time Machine

Go boy,
Farther for the sleeping Sun.
Throw away your toy –
There is no need to run.
Drinking velvet silence,
Gliding by the space –
You’ve got a sign on your way.
Leave behind your dull,
Wash it off a grim face of the day.

https://soundcloud.com/vitamir1/farther-to-the-sleeping-sun

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VITALLYCA band perform an Old Rocker Monologue

Old Rocker Monologue from Vitally Mirzabeyli on Vimeo.

Old Rocker Monologue in original Russian performance by VITALLYCA band at DOWNHOUSE music club by September 14, 2014

Mirror

I watch the image, not mirror reflection,

I switch into the millionaire satisfaction.

I leave behind struggle and fighting,

I live with joy, so exciting!

Here’s new face of reality,

Here’s the wave of fortune.

I’ve got a piece of serenity,

And golden dust in huge portion.

We live in the world of mirrors,

They are all double sided.

We hold ancient age pillars,

And dance with ghosts –

Yeah, I invite you.

Keep on your life in images,

They are rolling on, they are sliding.

Once you’ve been at teen ages

And taught about wild fighting.

You just have to imagine

The life full of peace and abundance.

I get out of ages and have fun

By Sundays.