493. Outcast Алиса Изгой
My eyes had looked in his eyes
When the birds had been lying on their wings
The storm filled up with ice,
And the rain drummed into my window
I read in his eyes
The execution of love
As the world sworn to the ancient reptile
For blood and to blood
Blind men were leading the sames,
The voracious day was melting the time
Every night they stepped to the graves
By light-heartedly living their lives.
I read in his eyes
The crucifying of love
As tribe of mortals was proud of their land
Didn't touching the skies
Outcast - he's strange among us
Like the sun in the sky, which goes home to dusk
Outcast like horseman in ages
Accepted the challenge of death.
This game of careless hearts
Is now leveling fairly by death
He flew to the end; it's so hard
He foresaw our earth like a saint.
I read in his eyes
The pain that haunts everyone.
So how much fire I saw in his sight,
And how much more love?
январь 2024
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