My dream

I have a dream, a crazy one:
To see the world, to see the peoples
Of many countries, living under th’sun
And their churches, temples, steeples…

I want to say sincere words
About the Russians, their troubles, goals
And greet them on behalf of friends
And make them feel our songs and souls…

And may be I will have a chance
To meet once You, my Last Endeavour.
And those days, which Lord presented Us,
We’ll keep in memory forever.