Cold winter run out of its days -
I saw the ice was broken on a lake.
The sunlight sneaks in life in many ways:
The Maslenitza came with music and pancakes.

There are no people dancing on the street,
No music... No smile... No laugh.
My truth, I guess, couldn't ever fit
The way of living here. Simply life.

I have no anguish... no pain, no regret,
With every day I learn how to live...
Forgiveness ask of all i ever met...
Pancakes to share - all I ever had.
Forgive me God...

God all of us will forgive.

22.02.2015