Is there something to say
when one has chilled the steel,
when massive evaporation clouds
show nothing in white,
and nothing is bright,
nobody – passionate,
desirous, sensual?
Is there something to say?
Is there something to feel?
Is there?
The answer is waiting for those
to announce,
for those to declare,
But those have got not a chance to pronounce,
they will have to keep
they will have to keep their balance…
The balance of
pride,
honor,
vanity…
To keep the fragrance of
advance,
prosperity,
accomplishment…
To be respectful and kind,
effective and bright,
looking for something
in what they could have their delight…
Is there something to sаy?
© Copyright: Пол Фил, 2012
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