Maybe the time shall come – you too will blaze
Now it’s hard times of sorrows
Still sky is standing above the earth
And this world is just like a box
There is life, there is death
The fate of man is doomed
The bell is hanging, muted
As if the bell is chapel heart
This is what I think, it’s getting dark
Maybe the shadows soon will come
Green quietness of graves remains
And church is like a snow
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