about this endless number of my drugs which we've divided between us
about sleepless nights, my fears, mistakes, complaints and other damn things
one day our home will be filled of love and God, children's' laughing
our home will be cozy and there will be warmly inside and outside all year long
even we'll live on the polar circle
( the beauty of an aurora borealis and powerful silence of the stars will be warmed us )
And than every night i promise you to keep your dream calm like all our living
now i just need some time and patience
to animate my spotless mind
i know
just one day
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О если б прозрачные вещи в густой лазури
умели свою незримость держать в узде
и скопом однажды сгуститься -- в звезду, в слезу ли --
в другом конце стратосферы, потом -- везде.
Но, видимо, воздух -- только сырье для кружев,
ИБ