ikushka
17.12.2004, 16:00
I precisely know, that such mors:
You do not feel, you do not think, you do not like,-
I could die three times
And three times - to get out from mortal rubishch!
I precisely know, that such mors:
When you appear before Supreme,
In its or his eyes to glance to dare
And to not feel here superfluous!
I precisely know, that such mors:
When liked it is compelled or forced to leave,
From memory of human to erase,
Personally a life without itself to present!
I precisely know, that such mors:
When you will live in hearts liked,
At this world through their eyes to look
And to see, how their life passs by!
I precisely know, that such mors:
To not feel, to not think, to not like;
Supreme in eyes to look to manage,
Worthy it or this even to be;
From memory of people of to erase,
In hearts liked only to live,
At this world through their eyes to look:
Here it at people that is - ' mors '!
You do not feel, you do not think, you do not like,-
I could die three times
And three times - to get out from mortal rubishch!
I precisely know, that such mors:
When you appear before Supreme,
In its or his eyes to glance to dare
And to not feel here superfluous!
I precisely know, that such mors:
When liked it is compelled or forced to leave,
From memory of human to erase,
Personally a life without itself to present!
I precisely know, that such mors:
When you will live in hearts liked,
At this world through their eyes to look
And to see, how their life passs by!
I precisely know, that such mors:
To not feel, to not think, to not like;
Supreme in eyes to look to manage,
Worthy it or this even to be;
From memory of people of to erase,
In hearts liked only to live,
At this world through their eyes to look:
Here it at people that is - ' mors '!