цикл to English readers
I do fight through every hardship,
That no tears will warm your skin,
Beyond ones, I do not follow like sheep,
For me that is too thin.
I am thankful for small mercies,
And my windows face the sea,
To my troubles, I set at defiance,
Waiting my escape from an overseer.
Many times, I overshot my changes,
And the help I hoped was so poor,
Now my train requires no changes,
I am not scared going forward any more.
Now my train requires no changes...
© Copyright: Ник Гаранин, 2006
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