I still pray to altar that is not for today...
And I search for the sun in the the midnight black way.
Phantom ships quickly float in the dusty sea's sand.
And I sink in depth,river turns into land...
I am asking one thing: Let me air for life!
I am breaking a window , try to learn quicly fly.
Wind just laughs at me,wants to spoil all the day:
- Kindle the fire at once, you're shining your way.
I see hopeless dry tears on decayed sad face,
I am seen a light beams , so illusive black haze.
You remember of us or forgot us whenever?
I still hope - altar has gone not to forever!
Blindly, english version
© Copyright: Алина Котлев, 2012
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