Many wisdom is much grief ...

< Felix Komarov

A lot of wisdom - much grief
Ah, how long these lines sounded
Sky quietly watching the sunset
No blame - but the thief pay
Who scattered the drachma moments ...
Nearing the shadow - the shadow leader of
Someone goes deeper, farther
Some sing, if he can, without false
Someone will drop, and someone will raise ...
The sky darkens, turns blue
Approaching cold, dry and scratchy
Whoever comes, bude cleaner and better
Since the dawn of the sunset is inevitable
Many of wisdom, song - ignorant
Many of wisdom, a lot of sadness
Before leaving the kings of repeated


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