We all, conquered by fear,
Were keeping one secret inside:
In darkness we still revere
The force of unquenchable light.
Somewhere beyond we were left
But tracing the Dreamers` path.
A lullaby were their steps.
A providence was their breath.
Deprived of selestial collars
Retained in custody souls,
Angels` wings do not any more soar,
Smudged by scorching hands of the walls.
We all are like bats in disguise
Suspended: head over heels.
A floor seems a roof in our eyes.
An enemy friendly appeals.
We all were embraced by the fever
There`s no happiness to exite.
But the souls, to darkness adhered,
Still raging with furious light!
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Стихотворение на русском языке: http://www.stihi.ru/2016/06/15/6763