It's strange to be angel,
Unless to be fallen,
While God is so hidden,
And darkness clouds heaven.
It's strange to be prince,
Betrayed by his Father,
Spending all savings
And going on further.
It's worth to become
An intimate friend,
Who stays dedicated
Until to the end.
Relieving your tension
He's coming again.
He would understand you,
Even you were insane.
April 2, 2003
Original: http://www.stihi.ru/2002/11/13-354
It s strange to be angel
© Copyright: Дмитрий Сатин, 2003
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