“Our life goes on and we are always trying to do something else, but the eyes in our heads
Don’t even want to see what has really happened and how it has been done".
John Lennon (narrated by N.Land)
John, you are a good genius, and who is an evil genius?
Nobody would give the very definite replay, I’m afraid,
And you are simply great!
On my birthday you are still alive and not dead.
I’m in a hurry to ask you, whom you were fighting with?
It’s so hard to kill the Evil One, - you’ve said once.
-That’s true, the evil may be very dangerous, but don’t mention it,
The very important thing in our life is the creative file.
This is the place where you could find my soul,
And I think that my soul has no objection
To talk with your soul, perfectly loud, Ivan,
I haven’t been ever talking on this way with a thousand voices.
English and Russian like names Ivan / John sound
Well, when you are fond of music.
Everybody knows that harmony is lonely flying in the Universe…
-How to find that? John Lennon, tell me frankly, may be
It’s simple to find it in a melody or poems?
-You haven’t to hurry up, Ivan, my friend,
It’s so easy to combine everything, when you are cutting knots
And your soul is working constantly.
It’s so hard to find necessary words, especially when you have some to tell.
- Yes, John, my friend you are perfectly right,
But, tell me how to oblige the soul to work without loosing one’s personality?
- Ivan is somebody who will find necessary words when he will create with
- A little help from his soul and friends.
- Prove it! Sorry, I cannot concentrate now, what I’ve just said is a red herring,
Be careful! The heat-man is standing behind the corner!
He is the Evil One!
But he is thoroughly pretending to be the killer with a humane face.
Why you are so quite? Lennon! I can’t understand.
You have to escape, my friend, in a moment you will be shot!
- It will hardly be possible to kill my soul,
Don’t be afraid, my friend! My poems/your poems will save me will save you!
I have been always trying to render my poems myself in singing them
To protect their creative file against evil tongues…
But it seems to me that you aren't feeling sufficiently comfortable now, Ivan!
You mustn’t.
The people destroy frontiers and build them up from the beginning,
It is well known. But you can’t build up close friendly relations by powerful means.
It’s possible to restore friendship everywhere when you simply fall in love and are singing poems…
-I completely agree with you and I’m asking you not to go away.
A heat-man is not dangerous for you, you are not afraid him, my friend. Sorry!
-“Show must go on”, Ivan! Don’t be afraid. Don’t worry
And be quite! You should do everything you can with Love.
“All you need is love”, - do you remember, Ivan?
Anything else is probably belonging to wastes.
If you want to create like your friend, Lennon did, that means with love,
You have no necessity to save me.
Save yourself, Ivan, my friend! Your friend Lennon is still alive,
And will be alive for centuries.
Either the Evil One, either an evil power has no chance to win us.
Let sing together our poems right now.
Translated into English 27.12.2005+20.05.2006 by the author N.Land
Написано моим знакомым, Николаем Ланд.
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