His whims indulging

< Julia Agranovich
Bobruisk



His whims indulging,
You're looking for the truth in wine.
And often whisper in the silence:
"We are not the bad, life is like that!»

Why knowingly blaspheme destiny?
To the delight of an evil fate to surrender?
When you do not want to change myself,
It does not change anything!

Yes, life does not indulge sometimes
And gushing down his cheeks in vain,
But still - it is beautiful
! And I do not think the game.

But you are not straining your brain,
And the will of drowning in wine,
As zombies whisper in the silence:
"We are not the bad, life is!"