Don’t let the mourners in the house
Am when I dead please do not let.
Till I’ll’ave read all the Faust.
Please do not have feet in here set.
Do not let memories of death.
Am when I dead please do not let
The crying yours become the best
And better than the life. I bet,
The end is soon. And soon is end.
Till I here voices smiling in the moon.
I am alive but not as dead
As doornail hanging down the door.
Do not be mourners
© Copyright: Мариям Лайпан, 2018
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