I want to breathe, I want to find the way out.
It is not possible that there is only night.
I 've seen those days , they were different.
I have faith they will come at least once again.
I am listening to Chopin,
it is better than wine or even fried chicken.
I am simple , but have extravagant views.
It is dark , but I will wait till the morning
I'll see first lights and will forget all pain.
Those were silly thoughts of tomorrow's apocalipsis.
I will hopefully live and see another Queen.
May be I will not cross any other border.
but will see happiness , and will learn how to Pray.
I want to breathe, I want to find the way out
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2019
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