Часть 1
27 декабря 2023 г., 15:11
You know, I saw a dream —
Two souls merged in the mantra.
A breath of the southern country
Was blowing on our skin,
And we were llying unseen.
We lay on the gold sand,
Unaware of time spent
Under the wind spells,
Felt the sea smells.
We heard the singing shells,
Felt with all cells
As a wave washed over us,
Didn't think about a fuss.
Our souls were talking,
Without footprints were walking
Through the all bluest sky.
...It's so good, that I want to die.
