As if the world has borned again

Алексей Волобуев
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As if the world has borned again,
Bringing the shoot in dampened soil.
And there, confused little stain,
Was me, as if I was reborned

Cool air is fresh and calls to leave
the ground and early rays I'll see
Will great with warmth my only leaf,
Presenting keys to life to me.

It was the same so long ago,
I barely can remember that.
My eyes could see, but when I'd grown
The pictures has became too flat.

And now it seems as if again
I see the beauty life can give
Heart's pumping love right through my veins
It warms my willingness to live.

And maybe once I'll melt and we'll
break into bloom, as flowers should,
With only one, which's made for me
Which's so similiar with that shoot...

I'll walk the empty streets alone.
I feel like crazy, but I'm sane.
I had a problem on my own
And now it's gone, released the strain.

As if it was a long distemper
And finally I've came to light,
I've heard the voice I can remember,
There is no doubts – it will not fright.

The vase which kept me now is broken
It can not stop me anymore.
Although I seem a lonely token
I'm not such lonely as before!