In your gates, O God,
One day's of tears,
What didn’t have time to fall and froze... froze,
About me ... about the past ...and soot of thunderstorms roses,
And, probably is gospel of mercy and bible pears...
Evening come... Flies over Earth the earth's land,
that unexpected has a strong, clear honor - not are stand.
Why, why do friends leave go away?
Because they victories are longing for them give for heavy pray?
Above us Searchlight of another planet ...
What there? Is this the same? Or sharpest razor,
Who cuts off air like butter, which thickened human bile, for that?
So...freedom coming, igniting us in a fiery battle amazing...