Matsui had been come to Ural’s land,
But who could only better realize
Those warm regards that God had ever sent?
Her music puts across to Paradise.
The signs of divine voice are stuck into
The earthly tunes which form excessive host,
The riddles of life are growing, new and new,
Traces of dreams in space-air had been lost…
My anxious heart in flash begins to knock,
When Keiko flings her soul to a mop,
She holds a people captive once for all,
Like sunny-bird gives light and in one breath
You flies above the world according graph,
You’re always glad and ready to be called…
September 2011
Keiko Matsui -2
© Copyright: Тамара Литвиненко, 2013
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