for my spirit

Камилла Баскаева
Oh, spirit, help me find myself,
But first, please ,not to lose.
Sometimes I cannot choose:
Too much I listened from themselves.

Let’s fly around life like Birdy child,
Let’s talk like we don’t know about lie.
Because of happiness I only wanna cry!
If not, let’s leave me at dark wild.

Bless me, touch me , take my hand,
Show me mountain of the biggest feelings!
I’m ready for the lovely meetings.
Kill, who want pretend.

Stand by me, bild the church of honesty :
Money, time and aches I can give.
Let everybody who want to leave.
Thanks dear, let’s drink green tea.