FIFA World Cup is ending,
That is why I am so upset.
I liked colour Russia without grey faces,
Which will be all over again... No more race!
No shouts, no humour, no different flages,
Gloomy, annoyed city will state.
Only memory, fotos will now shine,
Days of work and sad hollidays will again come.
I am upset. Cup was dream,
All together we seemed great and strong, real team!
We were full of pure love, and now will bite
Each day of my silly and lonely life...