THERE

The wind knocks you down,

The moon is slanted in dark sky.

I'm lonely, I'd like at least a sip,

At least a breath of your soul of air.

Where are you? Where???

Somewhere, where there are millions of stars,

There, the ions have already sunk into oblivion.

Either in jest, or in earnest,

You and I should know our fate in advance.

However, we are reborn like a phoenix!

So, that they don't hurt each other,

Have you been killed heartily, mentally.

We've casually left so many scars,

And our path is tormented by trenches,

In reaching the Stars!!!

But isn't there a soul on the sheets, but just phrases,

How do I feel the pain is acute not at random.

I wish so much, I dream of puzzles,

Collect the heavenly waterfall with you

To create a family like others!

No one will ever ask there,

How do we live through the fog of life.

The trash... the trash!!! 

The autumn killed in the board,

There are only tears of rain on my cheeks.

Oh, how I want you, in my arms to hold,

Kiss you on the lips!!!

And I'll try to hold,

Not knowing the outcome in advance

On the edge of a knife, without hurting your fate.

My dreams lie somewhere in the depths…

I'm ready to wait you for the rest of my life... 

Yeah, simply wait!!!

They’ re positive and dissenting 

And I can't escape, 

Only my feelings are trembling 

With the eyelashes of her eyes.

I’ ll be counted for everything in my life,

If I were rich, I would trade all my wealth!

All this will happen... 

Oh, God grant me good health!!!

And as long, as the sun doesn't freeze,

My personal sun and a star that is named.

But the wind knocks you down,

The moon is slanted in the sky.

I'm lonely, I wish I had a sip,

At least a sip of your soul.

This’ s my feeling so deep!!!

No one will ever ask there,

How do we live through the fog of life.

The trash... the trash!!! 

The autumn killed in the board,

There are only tears of rain on my cheeks.

Oh, how I want you, in my arms to hold,

Kiss you on the lips!!!

No one will ever ask there,

How are we doing.

In the trash, killed in the board there!!!

No one will ever ask there,

How do we live through the fog of life.

The trash... the trash!!! 

The autumn killed in the board,

There are only tears of rain on my cheeks.

Oh, how I want you, in my arms to hold,

Kiss you on the lips!!!

The morning has come:

Only the tears of rain on my cheeks…

Only the tears of rain on my cheeks…

Only the tears of rain on my cheeks…

(c) Azat Sabr