I thought, heart has forgotten
The ability to easily suffer,
I told: so, what happened,
I do not happen! I do not happen!
gone delights, and sorrow,
And gullible dreams ...
But again it flared
Before the powerful beauty of power.
I thought, heart has forgotten
The ability to easily suffer,
I told: so, what happened,
I do not happen! I do not happen!
gone delights, and sorrow,
And gullible dreams ...
But again it flared
Before the powerful beauty of power.