I speak to god in every breath I take
God`s form appears at every light and shade,
(The) Heart wants to cling to (the) sources of a being,
When (the) magic of awareness has risen to the freeing;
And only moment (is) given to the human soul,
The rest - of what was seen the pigeonhole;
Accuracy of (the) witnessed truth lies in the essence of primeval,
Instead of peace and prosper we (have) constructed complicational Cathedral:
In all this noise "I" seek to hear the melody of silence
And to avoid control of (the) system of surveillance,
If only (to) fly as (a) kate over the slander storm
And free the spirit from the chains of (the) overwhelming "norm".
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