How meaningless this boring world must seem
To you who has to soar beneath the clouds
And not to walk among the insane crowd
But just to bathe in clear sunny stream.
You smile’s flashed past with a ruby gleam,
The dawn has faded but it was so loud
And I am still to be amused but proud
Becouse this shining I have never seen.
And in the lands where I will try to be
I will remember naivety and glee
And golden sparks of silken wavy hair.
And when a trouble sneaks in my success
I’ll look at you, I’ll win nevertheless
And overcome my cowardly despair!
How meaningless this boring world must seem...
© Copyright: Андрей Царевский, 2006
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