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This song was written in the spring of 2016 after chatting online with Tatiana Aho, Finland, whose poem inspired the creation of this song. Special thanks to her for that. But only now have we managed to record it in good quality and publish it, with rapid distribution across all major music platforms cooperating with Soundcloud. It will be published on Soundcloud on 04/22/2026 for worldwide release in mid-May as 3d song of the EP "A few words about love again" (which will include 4 love songs), dedicated to my wife Galina (G.Ch .), whose active participation in my life since 2018 has helped a lot in showing my "second wind" these days. Soundcloud of Ole+OLE - https: slash slash soundcloud.com reverse slash ole-ole-698765421 Night, Blues and Sax Verse 1 The sax is crying, still I rise And the hard day drops off me I hear strings in steady time I barely breathe, I breathe somehow From backdoor blues come back with you Do not go yet, just stay real near Why talk at all if we are two here? Let love lead music, make it clear! Pre chorus Let love take over, rule the room Forget the words, the night is ours! Let love take over, rule the room Forget the words, we fly for hours! Verse 2 The strings snap tight on every beat They shake, no speech, no need to prove That love is king inside this groove No, these strings are in love tonight With night time blues, so close, so true By day they lose what in the nights can do Pre chorus The loyal dog of Love knows well where’s pain Let be quiet us, let it heal The loyal dog of Love knows well where’s pain Let be quiet us, let it heal Chorus With the blues we make it three Heart to heart, it pulls us in With the blues we make it three Let be quiet us, let it sing! Verse 3 The sax keeps time, one string joins in I fall in love, and hold on strong In strings made sound, my shoulders grow New wings behind me, sharp and clear The sound runs deep into my blood My head is full of blues tonight! Pre chorus For two of us, one blues enough Night for three, one love, one flame! For two of us, one blues enough Night for three, one love, same stay! Chorus For the two of us, one blues is all we need Night, and for the two of us, one love indeed With the blues we make it three, heart to heart inside With the blues we make it three, let’s stay quiet! **** Original lyrics in Russian Плачет саксофон, но парит душа, И уходит прочь дня нелегкий груз. Переборы струн слышу, чуть дыша. В комнате моей вновь играет блюз, Не спеши уйти, просто помолчим. И зачем слова, если мы вдвоем? Музыке любви властвовать дадим, Позабыв слова, с блюзом улетим… Музыке любви властвовать дадим, Позабыв слова, с блюзом улетим! Рвутся струны в такт, дребезжат без слов, Словно невдомёк – здесь царит любовь, Нет, струны влюблены в этот блюз в ночи. Днём – приглушены чувства, и они… Снова суету дня преодолеть нам поможет блюз, что звучит в крови. Верный пес Любви, знает, где лизать Раны, мы втроём помолчим… Верный пес Любви, знает, где лизать Раны, мы втроём помолчим! С блюзом – мы втроём, Сердце к сердцу – в нём! С блюзом – мы втроём помолчим… Саксофону в такт подпоет струна, В суете дневной не до песен ей, В этот блюз в ночи влюблена она. В унисон поет нежности нежней В звуках струн растут крылья за спиной Льются звуки в кровь, блюзом голова... На двоих один блюз у нас Ночь, и на троих – любовь, одна… На двоих один блюз у нас Ночь, и на троих – любовь, одна… С блюзом – мы втроём, Сердце к сердцу – в нём! С блюзом – мы втроём помолчим!
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Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 5:29 PM UTC
Night, Blues and Sax
This song was written in the spring of 2016 after chatting online with Tatiana Aho, Finland, whose poem inspired the creation of this song. Special thanks to her for that. But only now have we managed to record it in good quality and publish it, with rapid distribution across all major music platforms cooperating with Soundcloud. It will be published on Soundcloud on 04/22/2026 for worldwide release in mid-May as 3d song of the EP "A few words about love again" (which will include 4 love songs), dedicated to my wife Galina (G.Ch .), whose active participation in my life since 2018 has helped a lot in showing my "second wind" these days. Soundcloud of Ole+OLE - https: slash slash soundcloud.com reverse slash ole-ole-698765421 Night, Blues and Sax Verse 1 The sax is crying, still I rise And the hard day drops off me I hear strings in steady time I barely breathe, I breathe somehow From backdoor blues come back with you Do not go yet, just stay real near Why talk at all if we are two here? Let love lead music, make it clear! Pre chorus Let love take over, rule the room Forget the words, the night is ours! Let love take over, rule the room Forget the words, we fly for hours! Verse 2 The strings snap tight on every beat They shake, no speech, no need to prove That love is king inside this groove No, these strings are in love tonight With night time blues, so close, so true By day they lose what in the nights can do Pre chorus The loyal dog of Love knows well where’s pain Let be quiet us, let it heal The loyal dog of Love knows well where’s pain Let be quiet us, let it heal Chorus With the blues we make it three Heart to heart, it pulls us in With the blues we make it three Let be quiet us, let it sing! Verse 3 The sax keeps time, one string joins in I fall in love, and hold on strong In strings made sound, my shoulders grow New wings behind me, sharp and clear The sound runs deep into my blood My head is full of blues tonight! Pre chorus For two of us, one blues enough Night for three, one love, one flame! For two of us, one blues enough Night for three, one love, same stay! Chorus For the two of us, one blues is all we need Night, and for the two of us, one love indeed With the blues we make it three, heart to heart inside With the blues we make it three, let’s stay quiet! **** Original lyrics in Russian Плачет саксофон, но парит душа, И уходит прочь дня нелегкий груз. Переборы струн слышу, чуть дыша. В комнате моей вновь играет блюз, Не спеши уйти, просто помолчим. И зачем слова, если мы вдвоем? Музыке любви властвовать дадим, Позабыв слова, с блюзом улетим… Музыке любви властвовать дадим, Позабыв слова, с блюзом улетим! Рвутся струны в такт, дребезжат без слов, Словно невдомёк – здесь царит любовь, Нет, струны влюблены в этот блюз в ночи. Днём – приглушены чувства, и они… Снова суету дня преодолеть нам поможет блюз, что звучит в крови. Верный пес Любви, знает, где лизать Раны, мы втроём помолчим… Верный пес Любви, знает, где лизать Раны, мы втроём помолчим! С блюзом – мы втроём, Сердце к сердцу – в нём! С блюзом – мы втроём помолчим… Саксофону в такт подпоет струна, В суете дневной не до песен ей, В этот блюз в ночи влюблена она. В унисон поет нежности нежней В звуках струн растут крылья за спиной Льются звуки в кровь, блюзом голова... На двоих один блюз у нас Ночь, и на троих – любовь, одна… На двоих один блюз у нас Ночь, и на троих – любовь, одна… С блюзом – мы втроём, Сердце к сердцу – в нём! С блюзом – мы втроём помолчим!
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Tune, tune, tune, With the frequencies that boom. Travelling bare on air, Commuting compassionate emotions. Transmitting magic of sweet melodies, Sending signals of nostalgia your way. Catch your favorite songs, Gliding on the waves of bands. Set the antennas on roof tops, To receive those radio broadcasts. Short wave to long wave to radio wave, Grooving with the modulations of A.M, F.M.
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Feb 12
Feb 12, 2026 at 9:13 PM UTC
Radio On-Air 2.0
Oh she doth teach the torches to burn bright. It seems she hangs on the cheek of night, like a rich jewel in an Ethipoes ear. beauty too rich for use, for earths too dear. So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows, a yonder lady her fellows shows. The measure done, I’ll watch her take her place of stand, and touching her- make blessed my rude hand. Has my heart loved til now? Fire swear it’s sight! I’ve ne’er seen true beauty til this night!
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Dec 12, 2025
Dec 12, 2025 at 8:36 PM UTC
Romeo & Juliet - upon seeing Juliet
It was never me To wait like a bee Buzzing as i flee Shan't I be free? Cannot move Where's the groove? For years I could've Again I should've
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Aug 23, 2025
Aug 23, 2025 at 9:02 PM UTC
Yearn
FEEL THE VIBE, feeling ALIVE, as I Slip and slide, and go on and glide!! Be SMOOTH with it, Go on and STRUT, Keep on Stepping You can't get enough Feel the GROOVE!! Feel the SENSATION, get up and move, Musical sounds of CREATION!! the SOUNDS OF MUSIC That helps to soothe They say Music soothe the SAVAGE BEAST, So, Jam along with us, GET WITH THE BEAT You don't have NO RHYTHM You can't find your GROOVE Just let the music flow through you.... NOW, get up and MOVE!!! B.R. Date: 03/3/2023
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Jan 19, 2025
Jan 19, 2025 at 12:54 PM UTC
🎵🎶 Feel the Vibe 🎶🎵
You can control The quality of your time With your mood Nothing has to truly **** If you can open your mind See past the 3D And enter the present groove.
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Jun 23, 2022
Jun 23, 2022 at 10:13 PM UTC
#142
The sun giggles when she laugh. The clouds dance every time she smiles. The air touches her when she move. She likes jazz that makes her groove. Her eyes looked like mirrors, her heart is a pure gold. She has a great a sense of humor. She takes risks, I know! She's bold. People criticize her and says she's unclean, but deep down we knew she is pristine. Its sad because she have to leave. A powerful women that has a lot to give.
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Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 8:55 AM UTC
SAYANG
Let’s travel the world pick a place that’s exquisite. Let’s enjoy the scenery, the food and the visit. Take in the culture, like how I have interest in you. Watch how you dance let’s see how you move. The music is so beautiful my heart is amused. I’m in the groove and cannot refused it. The rhythm is a bomb I cannot defuse it. Let’s just dance till the morning comes. Till the night breaks and we see the sun.
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Jun 15, 2019
Jun 15, 2019 at 7:25 AM UTC
The Travel.
When I am in the river And the rocks are rolling with the storm beneath I shine as stars Stand as trees And dig into the earth with my scarred limbs When all around is changing pace Unmoved And ever shaken As if grooved I am awake and without worry When I am greased and in the groove
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Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 12:24 PM UTC
Greased Groove
if we're a prat that sat alone together here but love was our life so dear if she made me desire a sweet tumble we'd but twice deeply intuit but cat and mouse again
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Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 8:28 AM UTC
Prat
Less shootings, more intimate body groovings.
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Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 12:54 AM UTC
Grooving
keep dancing to the rhythm of life let your every step be a beating fife you'll feel well ensconced in the groove on partaking of its tremendous move never stop dancing stay the round the clock tempo don't break for a pause cause the dance has a long way to go tap dancing is perfectly okay and you can change it to a waltzing sway and you might like to disco or jitterbug on another day the rhythm of life is so good for the soul and it's a dance of peerless extol
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Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 6:25 PM UTC
Rhythm of Life
y o u vibrate to (the) (Cosmic) Truth a tune my soul g r o o v e (dance)s to
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Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 2:41 PM UTC
cosmic-groove
The shaking, I can feel it in my whole body and soul, Is it nervousness? A twitch? I think it's more feeling the vibration of life, Everything is moving, So I call it the shaking, A movement, A groove, It helps when i'm feeling uncertain, Or am just feeling in a mood, I shake, I twitch, I let it all out, I flick, I move, I shake it all about.
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Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 10:00 PM UTC
"The Shaking"
Groove, move, dance around When I'm lost I am found The rhythm is the only sound So far in, I'm beyond Take my hand, let's abscond Heartbeat meter correspond
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 2:06 PM UTC
Synch
Unlike all the general stereotypes, Unlike the degrading things people say, There's an extraordinarily amazing continent Filled with aesthetically pleasing beauty, And music making the laziest of people dance. Bright and bubbly, giving us energy. People here use their bodies To express themselves where words fail. Incredibly fascinating movements for hours on end, That interest people who would otherwise be endlessly bored.
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Feb 20, 2017
Feb 20, 2017 at 9:34 AM UTC
Energy
The heated metal from the kettle steams the rebel in me.  The panic planted will vanish after a mindful pouring of tea.  Lets replace our hazardous waste with a serene moment of peace.  Funny the way honey laced stardust grace tastes - bringing about a face to please. . .. ... .... ..... And release..... .... ... .. .  All of the tension fear and grief. Stop with the constant judging of self by day of week Start seeing the Synchronicities in and out of dreams Visualize&Recognize; how to be still like trees, Mighty yet stay playing with the rain and the breeze Understand there is growth in what has been deemed defeat. So let's bloom with groovy tunes and ascend above the streets. Zoom into the moon reflectIng light with ease Thank you for all your time sharing the air to breathe. Hearts connected to the rhythm where we are beautifully free~
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Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 7:02 PM UTC
Been awhile (11/7/16)
I cast my ear Strain to hear The feeling within the tune In my soul Lift this toll My mood you are attune Lift my spirit So I can hear it Connect me to the feeling An inspiration The imagination To my bones, the words are healing Sing me a dream Words to deem Play that special note My body moves Feeling the groove My vibe you have wrote
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Apr 18, 2013
Apr 18, 2013 at 4:49 PM UTC
Play Me a Song
Thomas, Tommy baby, you are both hot, and sweet. Tom Cat you’re red hot-- when I catch you in your Tom Cat Strut, sauntering across campus, strolling like it ain’t no thing, cuz it don’t meant a thing if it ain’t got that swing baby. So dig this, Tommy Gun, you groove with the best of ‘em when I spot you strollin’— Your head, teetering left and right like a seesaw, boppin’ baby, arms hangin’ loosely, swinging freely, wildly, go! go! legs scooping forward in boisterous trombone slides-- Groooooove Tommy baby! You’re Louis’s best blows-- ten feet from the mic and the Fives baby, you’re hot, red hot, any closer and I'll burn up! Go! But you’re cool, real cool, and oh so sweet. Super sweet-- in your beard like a pepper and salt shaker tossed across the table, I look to see those rosy lips part, and peep those pearly whites shinin' like the bell of Louis’s cornet brandished in the air, under those ballroom lights-- you’re screamin’ Tommy! Let me hear that laugh that shakes the room, punches like Blakey’s bass drum, thumps like Mingus-- T-Bird you’ve got that hard bop in your soul, you’re gonna bop to the top TB, into the third heaven where the angels fall in line to your swing, that incessant strut that keeps the devil at bay, Blow! Blow! Blow! And I see you now Tom Cat, up there in the clouds, digging your way across eternity, bopping and jiving, swinging and blowing, in your faded khaki pants and worn tennis shoes, loosely buttoned collared shirt, tight rectangular glasses that glistened the bell of your eyes even more-- I gotta stand twenty feet away Tommy baby! You glance down at me and wink, rearing your head back to let loose that Mingus and Blakey bottom-end laugh, guffaw guffaw guffaw!!! --so hearty and rich, the backbone of every nervous first-year classroom, and the sniggering seniors you continued to befuddle and dazzle with your mysterious ways and insatiable swing. So blow, Tommy Gun, blow! Go Tom Cat go! Dig T-Bird dig! Let loose Tommy boy! Swing for us, swing swing swing-- Hot and Sweet, Tommy baby, hot and sweet.
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Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 1:55 AM UTC
Hot and Sweet
Thomas, Tommy baby, you are both hot, and sweet. Tom Cat you’re red hot-- when I catch you in your Tom Cat Strut, sauntering across campus, strolling like it ain’t no thing, cuz it don’t meant a thing if it ain’t got that swing baby. So dig this, Tommy Gun, you groove with the best of ‘em when I spot you strollin’— Your head, teetering left and right like a seesaw, boppin’ baby, arms hangin’ loosely, swinging freely, wildly, go! go! legs scooping forward in boisterous trombone slides-- Groooooove Tommy baby! You’re Louis’s best blows-- ten feet from the mic and the Fives baby, you’re hot, red hot, any closer and I'll burn up! Go! But you’re cool, real cool, and oh so sweet. Super sweet-- in your beard like a pepper and salt shaker tossed across the table, I look to see those rosy lips part, and peep those pearly whites shinin' like the bell of Louis’s cornet brandished in the air, under those ballroom lights-- you’re screamin’ Tommy! Let me hear that laugh that shakes the room, punches like Blakey’s bass drum, thumps like Mingus-- T-Bird you’ve got that hard bop in your soul, you’re gonna bop to the top TB, into the third heaven where the angels fall in line to your swing, that incessant strut that keeps the devil at bay, Blow! Blow! Blow! And I see you now Tom Cat, up there in the clouds, digging your way across eternity, bopping and jiving, swinging and blowing, in your faded khaki pants and worn tennis shoes, loosely buttoned collared shirt, tight rectangular glasses that glistened the bell of your eyes even more-- I gotta stand twenty feet away Tommy baby! You glance down at me and wink, rearing your head back to let loose that Mingus and Blakey bottom-end laugh, guffaw guffaw guffaw!!! --so hearty and rich, the backbone of every nervous first-year classroom, and the sniggering seniors you continued to befuddle and dazzle with your mysterious ways and insatiable swing. So blow, Tommy Gun, blow! Go Tom Cat go! Dig T-Bird dig! Let loose Tommy boy! Swing for us, swing swing swing-- Hot and Sweet, Tommy baby, hot and sweet.
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My grooved waxy skin wraps around the swivel chair eyeing the needle
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May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 10:17 PM UTC
Groove
You write another poem, You sing another song, You found another lover, The feelings were so strong It's harmony! It's melody! (No!) I feel it isn't long Before the strike of midnight fright The lyrics were all wrong
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Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 2:15 AM UTC
Resonant discord