Были мысли когда-то, были…
I WANT TO FLY, BUT…
-Do you sell dreams? Yes? So, three dreams for me, please.
The large one about life in general. The medium one about greatness.
And the small – about happyness…
The third is really the smallest,
But what a pity, such it is!
The life caught you in tighten way,
Without the ways to blue seas…
Without the ways to green Pampas.
You feel your wings for this are weak…
And only pity stands by with you,
The night so dark, the dawn so bleak… сентябрь 1987
I want to fly, but..
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