Song: Not a warrior

Once upon a time
you will postpone life for the Sabbath.
Be afraid of calls not attached to the plan -
Unexpected.
Work, worries, work, worries, work,
And the lines of the laid off sea,
And the sea in a glass.
One day, you will postpone life for the summer.
Blame bad weather for cheating.
In the foggy oblivion of the face
no longer from childhood.
We are somewhere on the verge of you and who you believed,
who you will become.
Once I realized,
that all that is written - request :
To myself
do not crash into your own fee,
To yourself -
lost between the Trains and the Thrones,
Calmly accept:
This path is impossible calmly.