Don’t grieve, child
Things are not so black as they seem to you.
See my hands
People always use to call ‘em clouds and winds...
Eyes grey, snow white, leaves go down.
Autumn pass and winter come.
All is seasons, all is time.
There’s no reason for the cry.
Don’t cry, babe.
Don’t you understand that it’s just a dream.
You’ll wake up,
You will see the morning coming softly.
Have you ever heared the bird -
Early bird of golden dawn?
He has name you cannot spell.
Everything gonna be swell:
Day by day
Mountains are changing with streets and cars.
Year by year
Elephants are leaving to search their stars.
Whales are singing song of love.
Wolfs are singing song of war.
Stars are singing song of time.
I am singing lullaby.
April 4-5 2012
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© Copyright: Григорий Рейхтман, 2012
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