Fed up with peace, hopes, love,
You were so eager to go up, right into the clouds,
Old hopes stubbornly called new,
And hurried again, to be sure.
Where it's so beautiful, quiet and free,
Where they please and eternally praise without end,
Where anyone could become a companion,
Rejecting dreams, again penetrated the voices.
So hurried tirelessly and whims,
Through cities, patricians and countries,
Like this path is so important
And with every step it got weirder.
You penetrated the souls, destroying all the foundations,
She rejected everything and took her lies as the beginning,
And again so torn, became brave and harsh,
To incomprehensible stars, and my love is only near.
To the stars
© Copyright: Егор Рыбаков, 2015
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