Qwerty

               

Embrace me like a south sand,
For many years you've been friend,
Bring me a river moisture,
Aromas of flowers of nature.

You woke me at dawn,
Kissed my burning hands,
You gave me such sounds
Like music sweet dreams.

Forgive me, dear, gentle,
I can not fly  with you ...believe.
Remember there on top of mountain
The first time I fell down, but live.   

And the soul has become harder
From the previously unknown pain... 
Indifferently silent rocks,
You said  me then: "Don't afraid".

And dashed off to other countries
Drunk with their freedom  melt, 
I then seemed strange
And the distant cry of farewell.

Embrace me, my careless,
Only a minute number of stay,
And then I give eternal
For someone who used to say!