Sometimes it seems to me
That i`m a great volcano
And nobody remembers
When and where was born
So old, so large, so strong,
Tremendous and spontaneous
And all the world I see
But feel…I feel along
Among these proud cliffs
And streams of freshest air,
When birds on their wings
Don`t bring a piece of news,
But then I undestand, that
If I`m a volcano
I can erupt myself
With lots of laugh and truth.
And then I`m not so lonely
Among these proud sights
And all the World is smiling
For me and recognize.
Sometimes
© Copyright: Смеющаяся Слеза, 2001
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