#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.
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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!
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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!
Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 5:29 PM UTC
_Spin me some velvet,
Scuff me over with gravel,
Pick me some bluesy strings;
Tie me a bunch of wildflower quavers,
Let’s hear how your phoney sax sings.
Dip me in treacle,
Needle me with soul,
Groove me some dirt and some bass;
Blow me your ***** devil’s pipe strong,
Let’s play us some bourbon and lace.
Spin me some velvet,
Scuff me over with gravel,
Lay me down in meadowsong;
Rent me a dime’s worth of old dust and daydreams,
Honey chil’, you cain’t do me no wrong._
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 9:13 PM UTC
Sax is but a prelude
to even more
ecstatic music ;D
Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 5:21 PM UTC
Accidentally sticking a tuner in a Barry Sax
My friend told me relax
She winked at me and stated she'd gladly take the blame
After i insisted that i would
Because i'm a Man and must admit my discrepancies
But there seems to be a unrelenting efficiency
When good luck comes your way
It took a couple of people to get it out
But atlas, we were successful.
Some stories from marching band are crazy, but that one might top the bill.
Oh, maybe it's a tie with a trombone slide flying towards the stands.
Historical events happen in such an organization like this.
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 11:16 PM UTC
The Back Beat of the Bass, In a Bourban infused bar
Smooth to the bend of , The blues note Guitar
Saxman whail's to the, Smoky Slow blues Singer
And Drummer riffs off , A High Hat Brush Stinger
The Pianoman lays down, A Slow soft tune
As the Vocals Stir the mix, In a soft **** Croon
People dance so close, It Shuts out the World
Lost in Love, Lust, & Bourban.....
Bartender sets up another Round
As the Crowd of the room, Soaks up the Sound.....
Toker's Blowin' Smoke, Hid in the hall by the Johns
The Bars Mood Sways...As the music Carries on
A Patron at the Bar, Orders up another beer
And the Dancers Float, Across the dance Floor
The Glow of Neon Spills, Colored Red Lights....
A Soft **** Setting, For a Memorable Night
The Guests all begged and, Pleaded for an Encore
So the band fired up... Just one more
All on A Saturday night.....JMF 1/31/15
Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 1:34 AM UTC