That will be all left for you, Father...

 To my Father
 
That will be all left for you, Father,
Since you are the only & you are the farthest,
In the cradle of days you are gone with the wind,
Never out of my world – mostly always in…

That incredible joy, such a wonderful dream…
The dearest of all, my Father, no matter what happens,
Day by day I will pray: «Please, don’t leave my Heavens!».

If I were God I would give you all
You deserve and a little bit more…
Father, you are the only I am looking for
Being far from you…

I have nothing to do with those who give you up.
If you hear the voice of my childish pray,
What’s the cost of Revival, my God? - I will pay…

That’ll be all left for you, Father,
Since you are the only & you are the farthest,
In the cradle of days you are gone with the wind,
Never out of my mind – mostly always in…

Reminiscence of blossoms in your early life,
Subtle sense of yours. Subtle sense of your love.
 
 
7 th June, 2004
Moscow