Into the clouds
Survived through eternal frosts
Songs of spring, summer’s ambrosias
Autumn undressed, threw off its dresses
So that grandchildren of great-grandchildren also bear fruit
The wheel will crush, and you’re personally glad
A reason to scratch your head, to gather charge
Now it’s all about self-publishing, a year without dates
So it’s straight to mausoleum, then to square with a parade
Although, there is no need for a balsamic mood
It’s just simple-mindedness playing tricks on you
Be happy and unharmed, neither judging nor judged
One with the cosmos from tar to grey
Mortal shells, projections of mind
Each has their own universe swaying on the waves
Memory shatters sleep, tectonic fault
Inner ghetto again, meaningless pogrom
Amidst the storms, but did not sink
Kisses didn’t deceive
The hem of the goddess opened wide
Dreams are targets and we are bullets
Lights beckon into the clouds
The path has shown we’re not alone
Faith burns inside like the sun
An eternal spring
Faith within
Skomorohi, 01.09.2024
Music & Mixing: YUNG YEGA MUSIC
Video: maxbuntiliamba