notes:
Listen You is a Creator of all fragile hearts!
You, living here the Lord have nicknamed.
Sacred Your decrees, terrestrial this life have created.
You are allocated by great authority above people.
In Your hands - all guilty destiny.
You award souls with the passion, capable to ennoble in heavens,
in hearts love you install and you select for ever.
To You I appeal shout!
You have defined road to me terrestrial - love, with passion have awarded.
Has given me ability to feel in flight and a life desire has inspired.
But it is visible forces of heavenly fire, you have forgotten pleasures to learn me..
That others will name happiness, in my soul will grow a volcano of madnesses.
Its fire to me will kindle the sky also black ashes - flight of birds will torture.
To Me it is way given by You - a dreadful dream, intimate groan.
I ask - kill in me love..
I Wish to be a rock and an ice wave!
Give force to me, give me ability to be a mighty pine
and to resist cute and false at times!
I understand the aspirations. Also I know the price of these words.
I shout to You - kill in me love!
.. And here the dream has come true, henceforth I am free for ever.
But from what then in a breast a hole and why there is no feeling of a pain?
Where the proud soul has got to, in fact a song it does not sound now.
There are no forces to look in the eyes - in them does not remain will.
Than to be anybody - to be ready not absolutely, about walls by a wind into smithereens to be broken.
Oblivion to reincarnate and for ever, in time completely to be dissolved.
In lips mute emptiness, now I ask - kill in me me..
But why in the answer to me the silence - is not present more my role?
And can, never and there was no I and all these words - game of nonexistence,
Unintentional lines...
