Let’s have a drink
Before you go
Thanks for you don’t cal me
Though I do not know
Where are you going to
I can only guess
What is located
Behind this dense mass
The fire of penance
It burns from within
I have to tell you
One missing thing
You may fly everywhere
Lower or higher
For me you are always
The one I admire!
The lights disappear
Beyond the skyline
Now you dream your dreams
And I will dream mine
About all the good things
That we haven’t got
A cloud of a raised dust
Hangs over the road…
04.02.2009 Moscow
Raised Dust
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