The night is over by morning,
There is nothing to be afraid of the strong.
If they are pressed to the bottom,
You yourself admitted this,
At night people gather strength,
To start the war in the morning,
When you see who they are and where you are,
Everything becomes obvious.
When you danced all night,
Take life as it is,
And do not complain in the morning,
What predators were you broken.
The sun cuts the eyes in the morning,
It kills with heat and heat,
Pains dryness in the mouth,
Incinerating from the inside by fire.
In the morning people carry the good news,
That the sun is with us again,
In the morning people get up from the bottom,
To continue the construction of the century,
When the Atlanteans restrain the heavens from anger,
To continue the life of man.
The night is over by morning
© Copyright: Иван Земляков, 2017
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