Space

Светлана Третьякова 78
All the ships left the ground
In the wake of the dawn,
In the sky all the clouds
Left the summer alone.

With the depth of my heart
I will picture a mountain,
To the top I will start
And envelop in towel.

All the crossroads I`ll win,
And the spirals of roads,
And the boards of Noah old
To skyscrapers I`ll bring.

Then the dangerous stake
From the whale I will take,
And will vanish like bat
On the paws of the cat.

In this world I`m alone
In the darkness too far,
Only dreams which are stars,
Way of endless white foam.

My Ferrari divine,
There`s no limit of speed,
I am happy and fine,
This is all that l need.

And the space there is pierced
With this waves full of sound
In no constancy see,
I don`t search it around.

There`s a planet, l know,
Where at sunset the dew
Sings of beauty and glory,
And l was there, too.