Garik Sukachev. Teach me to live (№ 290289)

Tie me paper wings - freedom and conscience
Do not leave me in the storm and in calm, save us from trouble.
For what was and what will finally calm down,
Give me soul - in his hands with the water reflection of stars.
And what is acquired, spent dust, no regrets,
It's been knee-deep in lies that throat in anguish.
Teach me again, I can't do anything.
And the fact that I have only a shadow on the hot sand.


Garik Sukaczewii me to live