V. Tukov, Eva Yablokova Giaconda

             GIACONDA
           ( the song )

World, all world`s in tears,               
World, all world  is bloody.               
It needs phylosophical muse.   
          
Suffering humanity               
Burn in flames of times,-
Nobody`s allowed to break loose.   
         
Art is filled by space light,               
God gifts inspiration,               
Geniuses have voice for the truth.            
   
Rising cries to maker
Will be heard as usual,
Saviour will bring deliverans.

“Shake, shake dust from one’s foot,
Rise, rise look to high sky,-’’
So Vinci says and his great works.
               

REFRAIN : Giaconda’s(2) – harmonic spirit !
          Giaconda(2) is Leonard`s gift.
          Giaconda’s (2) eternally youthful
          Contrary black chaos she`s endless  bliss!
 


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