Forward to the dream, regardless of the obstacles,
For whims and tremors, the prejudice of others,
When the wind of change tears apart without mercy
When in difficult situations we rely on ourselves.
Forward to the dream, even if all hands are down,
And there is no more strength, you are pounded and squeezed,
And everything inside trembles with eternal pain and separation,
Forward to a dream without rest or break,
Spreading our pampered wings, we fly into the sky,
Already lets you go and cuts your throat from a tear,
And outside the window, the oceans, the sea and your raging summer.
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© Copyright: Егор Рыбаков, 2015
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