For sharpened blades' sake,
For holy heavens as a whole,
Strife is a blessing,
It purifies our mind and soul.
Out for a chatter?
Stress heir rights before the trial.
The deal is settled,
Your eager signature is drying.
Your standing out
In desolation of the park trail
Will cast a doubt
Across the landscape watermark tale,
You will be glued in
The purple color of the sunset,
Hatch out of tomb and...
Forget, forget all of a sudden!
The deal is settled,
You promised judgment would be fair.
Place in the center
The ancient virtues of despair,
The dear wormwood
Of undiluted childhood hopes,
And let the whirlwind
Pass like a dancer on the ropes,
Pass like the waters
Above the carriage of the pharaoh,
Since for the walkers
The path would always be too narrow.
No easy sleeping?
May evening colors give you patience.
The letters sleeting
In drawers answered certain questions...
Forget the letters.
The snow's covering the rank slides.
The deal is settled,
Two stairs up and summer next line.
What wrong could render
The quiet looks and gentle tone?
You wanted candor,
Pay with your blood, your blood alone. [...but birds have flown.]
Original (video): www.youtube.com/watch?v=nsKM36SyJmc