Fly up
I don't know what I was waiting for
At the crossroads of those roads
Have you wasted your life?
Was someone waiting to help?
And the train of fate is non-stop.
He rushes all of us through the years.
It doesn't make sense to chat!
Look for the road direction!
Look for the way to Dawn,
And if not, then the world itself
And don't pull on the half-stand
Suitcase trash through the years.
Nothing is valuable that she has,
That is the rubbish of the old life.
Take Love with you and Faith
But repentance before God.
Fly with Hope up,
Where Heaven and Light are always there.
Sorrow will not touch you there,
LOVE covers everything there.
(V. Davydova 05/16/2021)
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