Sailor struck my heart and I was born
Just second time on holy stall
While he’s telling how his lone boat
Was plied against the storm
How he stayed alive too many times
And crossed the seas of heaven’s crime
Where the streams of fortune ’re realized
I’ve got to seat too quiet
Sailor says: “Do you believe in southern wind with sandy dream” it comes too many days and can come never,
stop blame, but
How’d you live on solid ground without freedom makes its sound without bright blue sky which shines forever
Evidence of God
Sailor filled my heart with his desire
And all my mind was risen high
When I saw a boat he’d told about
My name was at its side
When I entered slowly on the board
I saw an airy gentle road
And I’ve got the sense of sailor’s words
That God is living wide
Sailor
© Copyright: Олег Савилов, 2008
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