Take away my soul. Take away my body.
But let's make the last flight in heaven to the Lord.
The last flight to stars.
Let's say goodbye to those,
Who was my one and only relatives -
This sun, sky and wind,
And a rain that sometimes poured directly into soul
Also followed from eyes.
If we cannot be together,
For the sake of what you do not let me
To descend from the roof edge to make this last flight?
To descend from the roof edge that you lost the power over my baby soul.
Baby soul
© Copyright: Екатерина Крайнова Поэт, 2019
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