When the new Sun rises
And hatred is failed away
When one person's life will stop
Be an object of the trade
When we dream together of
Cruelties as stamps of sorrow
Them our hands will push away
As blank shadows of tomorrow
When we see as if one eye
Guides our free and loving minds
In the land of waving flowers
Yellow sands and clear blue sky
The New Sun
© Copyright: Василий Рубин, 2019
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