Городинец Сергей - Сорвет последний лист с березы ветер
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Will tear off the last sheet from the birch wind
Playing a little circling, he will leave to die
I'm sorry to lose, those colors perfection
I will save it by putting it in my notebook

Here is the leaf dried up, the memory rejoices
I will inhale beautiful leaves aroma
But what to do with that million leaves
That he left in the wind to die

And in life we live for the sake of salvation
Having found love, we try to save
And the rest, without pain,
They are sometimes ready to burn with their contempt

Or maybe without a scorn with an indifference
Not understanding feelings and not appreciating
We often hurt another
Keep your only interests

We do not value, do not value those who are nearby
Since it does not hurt, we will not understand others
Sometimes we mix with mud of feelings
Strangers, for the sake of saving their

And the pain is not pain and tears is not a pity at all
We often destroy cold indifference
Friends, friends and thousands of people
And very often those we love

Not a pity hearts of broken due to us
Not sorry for those tears that spilled for years
And most importantly for us what only we
Did not cry at night did not suffer

And the soul is filled with indifference
Calculation is cold, heart is like a stone
About the souls of loved ones, forgetting always
We beg you to love

Gorodinets Sergey ©
The book "Trying to Love" the international code of the book isbn 978-966-136-138-5