По дороге разочарований

On the road frustration
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Again enchanted pass.
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The mind is full of bright expectations
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Heart feels a new trouble.
And what worries me the same again
The voice that calls out of the darkness:
"The path has not yet passed, the age can not live
Toyu whether expensive wander you? "

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Whether dark eye goggles,
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Whether silence hides cry
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"Where is the look for you, propane,
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Look back, you're an old man ... "

On the way of vague intentions,
Where the wind fury and fresh,
Long way of my rebirth
At the far edge of dashed hopes.
Throwing mountain shoulders, straightened his shoulders.
Gordo told himself: "Fly!"
If I got to meet you,
So you with me along the way.

I hear voices that always right,
And this frightened innocence:
"In order for the dew to lie down on the grass,
In the morning with dew melts you ... "

In the morning, dear revelations
Past spring girls' tears,
I go out near the cemetery doubt
On a steep cliff of despair.
The way the spring and the fall out of tune,
The fragile appointed hour meeting,
Again enchanted go
On the way to frustration.