Странник я на земле; не скрывай от меня заповедей Твоих. (Пс. 118:19).

Мало кто понимает, что не мы идем по жизни, а нас ведут по ней. Фейхтвангер Лион.


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 Everything that used to be so dear and sweet,
Became meaningless and worn out.

Everything that was so alive and bright,
Lost its color and attractiveness.

Why was it done with our hearts?
Why am I not recognizing your dear face?

Everything is illusion in our life.
Everything can be eaten by time and daily routine.

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I paid all prices for my love: 
My family, comfort, restful life...

I paid all prices for my love:
Pain of broken heart, agony of separations...

I paid all prices for my love:
Years of loneliness, living among strangers...

I paid  by everything I had,
And still it is not enough...

I pray ...
Oh God, tell me what else must I sacrifice?


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Since I met your eyes,
My past became nothing.

Since I met your eyes,
                           I forgot myself.

Since I met your eyes, 
Whole world lost meaning for me.

Since I met your eyes,
I became homeless, lonely, speechless, broken...

Your eyes became my new religion...
I pray to meet them again every night.


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Deep Night - I have my dear guest - my insomnia.
I think about you... I share my wine of pain with my dear guest...
Now all this time and distance give me a clear picture of events ...

You came .... you broke my life... you left...
And never even ask me how do I live without you.

But if you ask - I would tell you ...

"I am very well... "

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