We sit on the ocean shore.
One old shaman told me
You can open Nirvana’s door
If you raise a toast on the sunset
For all Gods of this holy planet
Be an idle part of this feast
All in all, it does not matter..
It’s the time of unquenchable thirst
We have a bottle of good wine
We're near a damn beautiful ocean
Isn't this what people say on the other side?
Trying to catch last fleeting emotion..
Last Summer
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