Tupitsyna Masha Poet Lyric

Rain

City of a lost spirit 
I wander around the homeland of my inner world,
it's time to meet,
It's my calling - hear my step 
It' my rock, may be...


I throw a stone at the wall - 
I am...
to be or not to be...
I know... 
The snow falls on my nose
It is a moment of eternal life
further ... higher ... stronger
but why? 
I must to die
You must to die


I can say it just now
Only in a foreign language
Language of Shakespeare
it is raining here
and it's snowing
I live in the country of brown bears
Call me...
or give me a call...
we are people...
And we must to die..

But it is not important...
will be the other side of the earth
New world
which is written in our heart...
I love you....

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Beata Agustin January 5, 2025 at 3:52 AM I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed New Year.