I
At the end of dense brake of the forest
I see a snowy gloomy plain
With hill beyond. I want to get that hill.
I stick in snow, sharp pain I feel.
And freezing blood runs in my body.
I'm chilled to bones by deadly frost,
I hear voices everywhere
Recalling me what I have done.
How can I find exit from this icy hell,
Severe chill wraps up my body.
If I don't hide in any place
I'll kick the bucket anyway.
II
Having reached that hill
I see mysterious hut,
I feel excited, I am directed there,
And having reached that shelter
I pull the heavy wooden door.
I enter into old pitch-darkness.
I see white-headed elder.
Ch.
Everytime
I see shadows of the past
Never
I'll be able to change what I've done.
I was blind and now I pay for mistakes.
What for
Why I've come here, in that strange place?
Who says
If it's the place where I'll get answers
And put in order my roving thoughts.
III
The elder fixes eyes on me,
We taceitly look at each other.
He says: "You are from dirty world,
From world of frauds, from world of falsehood
Illusions govern people's lives.
Illusions gavern people's lives
And hide the truth from their minds.
You all are slaves of damn illusions.
You don't have chance to see the light.
IV
You drift throught life along the way
That leads you to deadlock one day.
You fill the Earth with useless trash
Turning fast human potential to ash.
you make machines instead of working,
Instead of mastering your skills.
And you yourself, you wanted to get answers
That's why here you came".
Ch.
Everytime
During one's living
Untruth
Surrounds people
Only after waking one can start true living.
Don't doubt!
We hear from everywhere
Enough!
It cannot last forever,
Changes come from oneself.
Don't be afraid of frost, accept it and it'll give
you power to self-development. Nature cannot do
any harm, it'll help you to open your hidden ability.
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