If there were angels
Who’d fly me away
I’m afraid I wouldn’t come back
I’d ask’em to let me stay
And take the pain away…
Escape from this world
To bleach out of the stain
Become the son of wisdom
Receive the holy gain
And take the pain away…
All the executions for me
All I try to believe someday
All my conquerings I’m holding
Don’t let me go and don’t let me stay
All my pain that I can’t heal up
All my hate that I can’t deal
All the voices that I’m hearing–
Don’t ever hold it all away…
summer 2004
Take
© Copyright: Сергей Пилипчак, 2012
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