tiistai 4. elokuuta 2015


In the heart of a resident of a human
evil? Or were found
from there a grain of truth?
I grow up inside me
paradise garden,
beautiful beloved
Memories of life.
Not for me no more
else, you do not have time
take a look at my side
the sky, you do not turbid
eyes can not see even the moon at all.
You will not notice how it
I love you, only
rush is your heels
it will whip you run.

What is right and
I will not roll my sleeves
for the battle of life.
I do not hurry anywhere,
still only look forward, if time
slow down at it,
that in parallel to breathe
second of a loved one.

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