The life from the god is given to everyone,
To dispose of her, here my destiny,
To help native and to friends,
And to not live for itself,
To help, if at friends to a problem,
As yesterday...
To appreciate in the each moment,
Notwithstanding how many to me of years,
In fact any life during an instant can break,
Not everyone can remain in this world,
My pain and friends to not transfer,
It can be understood if also to lose,
Well tell as words it is possible to transfer this pain,
When before a tomb of the friend I cost now,
Also I do not know where even greater losses wait for me,
I thought as the god could take away the friend from me,
But on its funeral.

Someone looked forward to hearing,
Someone waited for light,
Someone was necessary only a cigarette,
I lit in memory of it,
And long looked in an open window,
Someone looked forward to hearing,
Someone waited for light,
Someone was necessary only a cigarette,
I lit in memory of it,
And long looked in the open window.

I searched for it,
But not where there was no it,
And where you Lekto,
I do not know,
But after, I have learned that you have died,
You have killed also time has stopped,
Minutes ran in a distance and were dissolved,
Can we shall meet still,
Is not present force and there is no time,
Because of you people argue on what,
But why...

Someone looked forward to hearing,
Someone waited for light,
Someone was necessary only a cigarette,
I lit in memory of it,
And long looked in an open window,
Someone looked forward to hearing,
Someone waited for light,
Someone was necessary only a cigarette,
I lit in memory of it,
And long looked in the open window.

Yeah, Ruslan,
7.62,
It is devoted to all,
Who early know,
The black party of a life,
Yeah,

Born I in family with a small prosperity,
Ровестники consider me as a duck disgusting more richly,
Not my way will be sweet on a life,
But there is no other road,
Not where to me to curtail,
I see every day as people have fun,
Which do not know anything,
About famine and a cold,
Attempt to approach to them more close,
I cannot live with them in the world.

On myself I have learned a hungry diet,
Meaning of the life - struggle against the severe world,
Has got used to fight for the,
And spirit to not appease,
Street I and to a major to not understand me,
Has learned to distinguish people,
Even under a mask,
The childhood was not happy,
I ask the god only that it has given me of forces,
To all to achieve most,
And if is for what,
That me has forgiven,
I have understood all early,
I already adult,
I was there where ask questions,
Interrogations of cops,
Familiar picture...

When nobody waits,
When doors are closed,
When everywhere losses,
When it is a lot of questions,
When heart does not wish to fight,
It is impossible to surrender, it is impossible to give in to fear,
Even when the destiny conducts me to a hell.

Memoirs thrown by dusty closets,
As started talking ideas,
Lines of destiny have not come true,
Having replaced a way, cut off grief,
Has merged with one blow destiny,
And features with it.

To remember lived,
Before set,
To make a considered choice,
I trust it will be complex to me,
When the world is shone by paints,
But I have understood that everywhere all is spoiled,
And me all exactly I shall fail in a precipice but
I shall get out of a precipice,
I became the soldier of streets,
On bondage, and now when I have got out
I wish to tell all who was not pulled out,
You get out of this precipice,
You will find a source of eternal rest,
Understand a life to everyone from the god it is given,
I remember first treachery,
I was locked and shouted " go, FOR YOU I HAVE died "
For that moment I was weak, but have revenged for treachery,
How many years I have lived by street rules,
And what I have received?
Has received a pain and a bullet, ahead at me a life still
And still to live I want...

Yeah,
I consider that it is necessary to make the way.
It is the new text.
New theme,
I consider that it is necessary to make the way.
New life,
I consider that it is necessary to make the way.
Feel, Yeah,
I consider that it is necessary to make the way.
One couplet, one life,
I consider that it is necessary to make the way.
I consider that it is necessary to make the way.
I consider that it is necessary to make the way on a stage.

Sometimes I feel the observer,
I see as people people vary under circumstances,
I understand all the god the judge to everyone,
And let it awards or punishs,
The way at everyone, will specify conscience to us,
All people different with own truth,
And everyone with the history and with wounds,
From time to time, the life all changes top legs,
From time to time, the best friends become enemies,
From time to time, how to act we do not know, to myself change I, we betray ourselves,
City dwellers, people ravens, we fly on shining, we are bought and sold,
The reality is a hole and how to depart from it? To not be lost and to not leave aside,
The soul washing does not wish to go together with me and I consider that it is necessary to remain myself.

Yeah,
I consider that it is necessary to make the way.
It is the new text.
New theme,
I consider that it is necessary to make the way.
New life,
I consider that it is necessary to make the way.
Feel, Yeah,
I consider that it is necessary to make the way.
One couplet, one life,
I consider that it is necessary to make the way.
I consider that it is necessary to make the way.
I consider that it is necessary to make the way on a stage.

I really like the poem from page 1 “You are very necessary” I only hope I’m very necessary to Baller.

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You’ll find me on the DARK SIDE of the moon!

Thank you very much:)

Trust me...

It will wake up at night somewhere in vanity of city quarters,
My grief there in autumn roads,
I would give everything, there can be it something meant,
In night city my heart cries,
One more day will replace lonely evening,
I am alive only owing to hope if there will be a meeting,
My melancholy here with notes of a chanson and I miss, I wait, I love, I remember,
I shall be a wind and a storm of a September rain,
Also start up burns the sky but I become even stronger,
I with the soul fly, with soul I am released from fetters,
And a flame of heavens do not burn soul because on me there are no fetters,
Let to trust more difficultly in love every day,
But I run through years while forces suffice me,
But without it to me to not live and day.

My grief pieces of words rough,
Would give all if only not to be simple other,
And I would dream only of only one with it to remain,
And I would love only its one,
Start up it it will be always happy even if I shall leave.

Trust me, trust me, I to love I shall not cease,
I shall not betray and shall not deceive,
Trust me, trust me, I one always shall be with you,
As if wings behind a back.

Road

How many roads shined by light,
With a wind are carried away the text of poets,
Sight piercing brick walls,
Everyone search for roads leaders to light,
How many roads shined by light,
With a wind are carried away the text of poets,
Sight piercing brick walls,
Everyone search for roads leaders to light.

Traditions of people for a long time are already forgotten,
The decision of problems is considered the weapon,
Huge eyes looking at friends to a tomb,
There was I one, but I have not noticed it,
And I cannot find in myself kindly,
Now I understand what to search is kindly useless,
All that was at me for a long time already I have forgotten,
All is covered by a rage, all that was gone that the destiny has presented me...

How many roads shined by light,
With a wind are carried away the text of poets,
Sight piercing brick walls,
Everyone search for roads leaders to light,
How many roads shined by light,
With a wind are carried away the text of poets,
Sight piercing brick walls,
Everyone search for roads leaders to light.

People are free it not a secret,
In empty in fact beliefs in them are not present a word,
The bitter truth or sweet lie,
What will you choose the truth or lie?
And as the soul, it now is not so necessary,
To the extinct sun to sparkle it is not given,
I look at the sky and to me all is equal...

How many roads shined by light,
With a wind are carried away the text of poets,
Sight piercing brick walls,
Everyone search for roads leaders to light,
How many roads shined by light,
With a wind are carried away the text of poets,
Sight piercing brick walls,
Everyone search for roads leaders to light.