Epiphany

Автор: Маргарита Евстратчик


We didnt survive, we inhaled the spring

Forever alive, never leaving the ring

All the freedom put in the backpack

Promise each other never look back

And we didnt back, just so far traveled strown

In my city "N" the sunset comes to down.

I stand on the balcony, and look at the town

All this time.

Just imagine, somewhere you are probably smoke

Looking into your green, someone laughs at response

I m a traveler, friend, just a shadow your feel

For a moment decided, that we are in real.