The Sun is slowly getting red,
The rays are all around spread.
We are in prison of the dusk
With hidden feelings under masks.
Return, reborn and try again
To play this tricky funny game,
Without any single bluff
To live this life without love.
There is enough time until dawn
To see the signs which will be shown,
To feel the breath of the unknown,
To get the answer for your own.
(Chorus)
Difficult times,
But so many ways
To stay on the path
During the days.
So many hours
And so many ways
Been waisted at nights
Before the first rays.
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© Copyright: Михаил Лунёв, 2025
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