"It sounds and knocks like a drum,
After all, it is given,
To feel your camp,
What gives us an inner bath.
It has a wonderful feeling,
This feeling,
What gave us a miracle.
It knocks, then we love,
And maybe we are nervous,
And can run.
It's like a stopwatch,
What gives a gift.
It knocks,
And he loves,
And worried,
That he who loves,
He can die.
And this gives us a strong camp,
Our heavenly love is given.
It gives you hours of life,
That run like lightning,
Do not remove your souls,
From your life. "
Heart
© Copyright: Святослав Бойко, 2017
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