...ГУТБАЙ МОЙ МАЛЬЧИК, ГУТБАЙ МОЙ МИЛЕНЬКИЙ, МЫ РАССТАЕМСЯ НАВСЕГДА.... ...GOOTBAY MY BOY, GUTBAY MY DEAR, WE ARE PARTING FOREVER....

SHARM - EL - SHEIKH. SAVITA! Time has passed, but again and again everything that left an indelible impression on SHARM EL SHEIKH stands before my eyes. Meetings and partings, moments that you do not appreciate. I was leaving EGYPT, but she stood in my eyes, and I realized that I was saying goodbye not only to EGYPT. A look at a lonely blooming rose in the sands of ABU - GALUM struck my imagination with love for life. Let's respect this world in which we find ourselves, the world Red Sea, necklaces of white hotels, palm trees and of course the sun! And maybe part 3 of this poetics will help YOU understand this.
A continuation of the ROSE and the LONELY TREE that struck me with the love of life in the ABU-GALUMA canyon.
You don't need to take bel canto (just kidding), it's just a guitar romance.
PART 1

I'm in the desert canyon of a lone tree
I gently hold the leaves with my hands.
The meaning of life in ABU GALUM
I'm thirsty and I can't understand.
I saw a ROSE in the sands

ROSE did not want to die there
and close the petals
offered to save her life.
I gave her water
I cherished the thorns
petals kissed
I didn't let her die here under the sun.
I wanted to take
where the cranes cry
and springs sing,
where are the gardens and fields
where is my dear RUSSIA.
Colors shone, thorns blossomed
and she said:
** I don't need your RUSSIA
I am the queen of the sands
and in RUSSIA your
There are no hot winds for me.
Here is the freedom of the SINAI sands
you only have rain
like Russian sadness
among rivers and meadows. **
Wiping away a tear
she tore off a piece of paper for me
and now I'm in MOSCOW
there is no bouquet on the window
and native petal.
Only in summer it
SINAI winds send me to MOSCOW
**You feel their heat
you feel me
I'm in the sand all in bloom
and still waiting. **
PART 2
Long thought, suffered, thought.
There is another country
I don't need to go there.
But the BLUE winds always whispered to me until the morning:
** There is a rose bush in SINAI,
on the sands it blooms and is just waiting for you.
You come back, look, remember all this again.
Don't change RUSSIA, just visit SINAI.
You take the leaves of the ROSE with your hands
and say - I'm back, I'm happy, I'm with you! **
We won't be sad
Let us again love the freedom of the SINAI sands until dawn.
The sonorous laughter of a BEDOUIN WOMAN
The clatter of hooves will block
and with his hand, already thin
on a man's head, she will gently caress a gray strand.
RUSSIAN voice is still sad
She will read a poem about it.
And then across the sand until dawn
horses by the bridle,
will walk gently.
In the morning it will turn again
in a bright rose bush on the sand.
Aircraft SHARM EL SHEIKH 1020-BU
in the morning it will take off again for MOSCOW.
He gently waved his wing in the blue.
Smiled in response to a bright rose bush
and a tear fell and froze
on the hot SINAI sand.
PART - 3
Kneel down on the hot sand
And two thin hands rose to the SINAI sky
And there was a young soul, a woman's cry
From SINAI to RUSSIA -
** God grant us to suffer less
Gathering us time
for our love! **


The sky has shattered!
Thunder struck the sand
and from the mountain of MOSES the PROPHET answered her:
** WORSHIP YOU GOD
HE SAW EVERYTHING FROM HEAVEN
GET ON YOUR KNEES
HE BY THE HAND OF MOSES
YOU WILL BE ATTRACTED WITH YOUR WEDDING CROWN! **
Good luck on your travels!
N. ARBATSKY. (MOSCOW)