SelfPub: ON THEIR OWN STRENGTH Soul...

ON THEIR OWN STRENGTH
The soul of the brave luck will not leave,
Skillful will not slip out of their hands, will not leave will be will wayward;
In the squires venerable will produce their own
The luck of those who will throw away the slightest doubts in it,
Who at the very beginning of his way or the way on the half
Brave daring will not stop,
Who in each case on their own strength makes a calculation
And it is not lost either in the flames of fire or in the abyss...
AS NEVER HAPPENED
That the heart burned unbearably, painfully squeezed it,
Or, lying up with a stone, oppressed hard,
And what, it happened, even in the afternoon we will suddenly fine your brow.
As if suddenly a gloomy cloud darkened, -
Everything, like a morning fog, will dissipate, as it never happened,
Like the pain that during the night of sleep healing without a trace,
As soon as you destroy evil in yourself
And in the heart of the burning and evil his sting will be destroyed.