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Finding answers

My mother taught to pray icon
Bozhenka asks whether he believed?
What the prophet is buried on a slope,
You can believe the words of his?

You can trick someone to save souls?
So in fact it happens between people.
What, then, from the outside you you get?
What then has changed inside?

Where are the keys to the doors of the truth?
Where are our hearts?
Lies and viciousness burden,
It will put pressure on us without end!

My mother taught to pray icon,
Knees wiped the blood, but there I was looking for
Standing in the rain burning on the balcony
I'm in heaven the question asked

I do not believe that the stars created the wind
What chaos capable warmth of life
I dropped out of everyday life, in the open sky
And I heard the storm hovering: Hold on!