N. Y. C. angeleno

I met the angel with combined wings
In crowd in 46th.
He can fly up and ran,
As a glider, just start to rise,
But traffic lights watched for him
Closely tonight.


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I’ve heard that angels left New York,
Nobody knows where they went ,
Their days were hard , the wings were bent
They were no more, they‘ve done their work .


Дмитрий Крымчанский   19.11.2007 06:04     Заявить о нарушении
N.Y.C.

Резина, гамбургеры, ваниль…
Асфальт коптят конуса,
Сорокалетняя русская –
Сантой в красных трусах,
Давится чипсами с
Дипломированными бомжами,
Не скрыться от пара,
И на Эмпайре,
Самолетов рои,
Провинциала дури,
Черный нож за котлету
В бок,
Тысячеликий Бог,

Давай бакс!
Получи шмакс…

Валентина Котогонова   19.11.2007 06:38   Заявить о нарушении
Sounds good , but it seems to me that we started our conversation in plain English. Actually according to your answer I was right : angels left New York.

Дмитрий Крымчанский   19.11.2007 06:51   Заявить о нарушении
From Angels who hadn't time to leave N.Y.C. have made mayonnaise

Валентина Котогонова   19.11.2007 07:00   Заявить о нарушении