It’s what I want - to be in bound,
Though never I’ll believe
With autumn that I just have found,
With path I want to live.
In shiny sparks my minds around,
Oblivion won’t come,
My lullabies will loudly sound,
Motive I want hear now.
And I will play, will be in action,
Continuously beat my fear,
Stone cover my unbroken passion,
All life be kind I will.
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© Copyright: Кир Пучинский, 2013
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