You are me, I am us,
A child born of darkness.
The struggle of ideas, the struggle of minds,
In the distance attracting call.
What is assigned to you?
Sky, ghostly surf.
Everyone knows about fate,
We are just guessing on the water.
And the circles blur
And emptiness around, nor zgi.
Go your own way, do not lie,
Let's forget the past debts.
Love is not given to everyone
The source of many problems.
But without it it is impossible,
Friends will stay around.
Today a friend, and tomorrow an enemy -
And there is only one way - to the ravine.
Therefore, we look into the darkness,
Peace eternal to everything.
Now the whole world is your home,
Moon and sun outside the window.
And you, poisoned by fasting,
You will not become a son, nor a father.
Out of darkness
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