Take my hand

Strange strangers

arrives here from strangers

countries. The world is

rapidly changing,

absolutely no sense.

Take my hand, so

run away together

somewhere a place

safe.

There us a while

estate tea, being

as Pessi,

and Illusia or

sunshine and night troll

is not believed to alive the dead

people.

I'm not a pessimist, I do not

ardor believer, I'm not an atheist.

Sometimes it is a little while,

when I believe in miracles.