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Алла Антарес
Pierced with happiness,
You are so far away,
Behind the winds
Calling the shadows invisibly,
Among the forests ripe
And splinters of the seas
That change the colours instantly.

We’d like to pass
Through salty foam
And sands so hot and deep,
Go blind under the Sun,
Then quickly rush
Into the triumph, then dip.

There’ll be a bridge
As thin as hair,
There’ll be the walls of glass.
We’ll go with squeezing fear.
Where is the way to pass?

Behind the walls
The waterfalls of music,
Sweet sounds are dancing
In the whirlwind.
The lovely voice
Is filled with tender.
But something’s torturing us still. 

For the way we passed
We’ve already paid.
But soles won’t leave us,
They are so full of sin.
Go to the dark,
The lonely shadows,
Where you’ll forever sink.