All the ships left the ground
In the wake of the dawn,
In the sky all the clouds
Left the summer alone.
With the depth of my heart
I will picture a mountain,
To the top I will start
And envelop in towel.
All the crossroads I`ll win,
And the spirals of roads,
And the boards of Noah old
To skyscrapers I`ll bring.
Then the dangerous stake
From the whale I will take,
And will vanish like bat
On the paws of the cat.
In this world I`m alone
In the darkness too far,
Only dreams which are stars,
Way of endless white foam.
My Ferrari divine,
There`s no limit of speed,
I am happy and fine,
This is all that l need.
And the space there is pierced
With this waves full of sound
In no constancy see,
I don`t search it around.
There`s a planet, l know,
Where at sunset the dew
Sings of beauty and glory,
And l was there, too.
Space
© Copyright: Светлана Третьякова 78, 2019
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