Behind the horizon –
My dreams are away.
And here, before me -
There’s nothing to stay.
There’s nothing to stay with
And nowhere to go.
And me – ever-doubting
And ever-alone.
My eyes are sun-blinded
And face is wind-burnt
But red is horizon
And round I turn.
To look at what leave I
With sadness in heart
For dreams and horizon
From this world apart.
Behind the horizon
© Copyright: Аллевтинка, 2005
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