I drink to the ruined house,
For my evil life,
For loneliness together,
And I drink to you, -
For the lies of the lips that betrayed me,
For the dead cold eyes,
Because the world is cruel and rude,
For the fact that God did not save.

You are my land, my dear land!
Horse racing in the wild
The cry of eagles remains in the sky,
Wolf's voice in the field! Goy, my homeland!
Goy you, dense forest!
The nightingale's whistle is full,
Wind, steppe and clouds!

Don’t twist your smile while fiddling with your hands,
I love someone else, just not you.
You yourself know, you know well -
I don’t see you, I didn’t come to you.
I passed by, my heart didn't care -
I just wanted to look out the window.

Design

The golden cloud spent the night
On the chest of a giant rock;
In the morning she rushed off early,
Playing merrily across the azure;
But there was a wet trace in the wrinkle
Old cliff. Alone
He stands, deep in thought,
And he cries quietly in the desert.

Amany So

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