How much I would like

to slow the running life,

to stop this crazy race,

to talk with nature heart to heart,

to meet with dreamland face to face.

 

How much I would like

to stop the meaningless fussy life,

to stop the useless windmills strife,

to give way out of all my doubts,

to clean the sky from rainy clouds.

 

How much I would like

to give a free way to my thoughts,

to let them dance that magic waltz,

to let my soul a free flight,

to love, to dream at day and night.

 

Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)