There is no hatred left,
For hatred makes no sense.
Sometimes it looks like theft
To be involved in false romance.
Sometimes it seems to be enough
To know everything's all right.
Our life can really be tough,
But I believe there is some light...
There is still tiny glimpse of hope
For better future, happier days!
We can't perceive the whole scope
And can't desipher every phrase.
01:49. 09.04.2017