Here there's nothing else to explain or remember,
Exclude the magnificent thing: An Umbrella.
It tricky transforms 'Girl' into 'Cinderella'
And perfectly can hide your face.
Through grave, unavoidable sky's tears shower
This land everyday drinks a portion of power
And stand strong and brave on the edge out of nowhere
For centuries to win the race.
The only path here which has once been taken
Can't end or erase unless you have made it.
But without the strongest intention to break it
You won't see the future ahead.
However, to read hundreds of ancient stories,
Antheming the National Grandeur and Glory,
And want to forget them because they're boring
You must be completely a Mad.
20.07.2012.
NikA
Albion
© Copyright: Ник Александра, 2012
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