Character: Valery Kiselyov

Have pity on me, breaker.
I didn't betray you, not kill.
From you I can't leave
I love you more than life I love!

Life is a struggle for our souls.
The enemy, he is in the abyss pulls us.
Temptations he stifles our conscience,
Cleverly luring us sometimes.

I was gray, and wisdom, not at all.
They run the clock, counting life time,
What is gained? - trying to understand the bitter -
Unlearned life lesson.
In captivity I have learned humility,
Appreciate the friends, betrayal to forgive.
And let body and soul were exhausted,
Let this life, too addicted, -
Try God's work to understand.

I think about You...
And I must tell you about it...
Words of love -
because I was born a poet!
And himself in a rush of feelings telling
I miss that in the confusion...
Need not find the words,
and I know it's an obsession...

Oh, woman, you are a product of Vice.
But you're my dream
Let you cruel to me!
Your body movement is sublime
Thine eyes as the glare of the hot lava.