What Are Our Years!
(To My best Friend Ira)
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What are our years!
We will forget all troubles,
and bad problems!
Let’s say to them, «bye-bye!»
The far moorages still await us,
The fine white ship will carry us
to our distant dreams.
We will be as before, true to our hope.
We will not forget our belief,
And we shall open a door for our love.
We shall throw away all cares
And we will forget about our illnesses.
All will come true for us now!
Indeed, somewhere,
in the center of the world,
a firebird awaits us,
The bird of our happiness.
Without both of us, she
Certainly will die.
Go away, all our troubles and sorrows!
What are our years!
We must float to our DREAM,
And with luck, we will be in it soon!
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