When trouble comes...

Элиза Микаилова
When trouble comes
And knocks on my door,
I don't resist,
Don't cry anymore,
Let it come in
And stay for a while -
There's time to be sad,
And there's time to smile.

I fly with the birds,
I flow with the river,
Learn to accept
What I've been given,
When blue skies turn black,
I look for a star,
Then sunshine is back
And trouble is far.