I want the days of peace and silence,

The days of kind and good looks.

The days of supportive reliance,

The Days Without War hooks.

 

 

I don't want to see the people's fears,

I don't want to speak about money.

In the world of bloody ideas

You won't hear the word "honey".

 

 

I just want to keep silent.

I don't expect the answer,

I want to live on a peaceful island,

To be a good ballet dancer.

 

 

I want to pray all night long,

To peace and birds, the skies belong.

An Angel comes from heaven,

Appears magic number seven.

 

 

I never had a wish to take away.

I always had a wish to give.

Things I have lost the other day

I will surely receive.

 

 

I'll light the candle in the church.

I'll wake up the whole Earth.

I will handle the torch to search

The saint place of Lord's birth.

 

 

©Larisa Rzhepishevska