Morning strips curtains
Abundance of the night I know
the traces of sleep on my back wings
I walk towards the dawn creeping
I feel fragile life
strengthen gradually
I night I passed it
the place where the singing
Hades decoy
which was cut into the underworld of grain
at six o'clock alarm clock
cried vehemently demands
the shadows of the night to ascend
people's time to measure
Friday it arrived again
boomerang law
I am here calling out
passersby morning
Karelian lands.
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