"I sit
And think about how wonderful it is
To look at life through human eyes
And tears flow not in vain
A ray of light falls on the soul
I look
And think that everything is unfair
Life is cut short, everything happens by chance
But this bridge, this place
Our childhood, how sad…
I pondered.
About life, I looked out the window
I saw the forest and the birds were singing
A serenade under my window.
And I saw the goals of my life
I saw
And went out to look at the forest, but snow and ice
Rose before my bare feet
And the light pours, and the light pours
And warms the soul with sad verses.
I foresaw
The end of the poem and went to live
The life given to me by the Almighty
Although I don't believe in God, fate cannot be changed
Light will pour in the magical silence…"

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.