XXI

I am very very proud
And i can't to dream about
Happiness,health,luck....
Once they will compare haven,
Hill.They misunderstand and say:Never.
And They guess that I'll be dark.

But everybody can't
Attentively look and understand
One of the people i this warld< me
Nobody remember and don't try
To think of grace,I wanted to cry
We're not so hard-working as bee.

Our soul is not saved
We rubbed the wrong way
Yesterday we lost pity.
We would cat off his hands
This is the davil us darkened.And
We think that this is very pretty,

pretty...pretty....

But everybody can't
Attentively look and understand
One of the people i this warld< me
Nobody remember and don't try
To think of grace,I wanted to cry
We're not so hard-working as bee.

But everybody can't
Attentively look and understand
One of the people i this warld< me
Nobody remember and don't try
To think of grace,I wanted to cry
We're not so hard-working as bee.

This world....
I'll
be
dark...

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