The network of ligaments in my throat lump crowding shout
But the time has come, and there could cry, do not shout.
Only then one can not forget for a long time,
As staggering soldiers wiped their swords on the grass.

And flapped their wings black tribe of crows,
As the sky was laughing, and then bit his tongue.
And shook the hand of one who survived,
And suddenly, suddenly turned into eternity moment.

And the burning funeral pyre sunset
And the wolves watching the stars from the cloud.
As with open arms, were gone in the night,
And sleep side by side live without seeing again ...

A "life" - just a word, there is only love and death is ...
Hey! And who will sing, if everyone sleep?
Death is worth it to live,
And love is worth the wait ...