Финал II конкурса им. В.Крайнева. Н...30.03.2017 / 19:00Москва, Московский...
While I go the veil of moonlight Keeps descending on the lawn. I would like to know what should be In this world when I am gone. What will I leave under sunshine, What I’ve felt or what I’ve told? And when am I going to leave it, When I’m young or when I’m old? Under what skies will I find my Wins to gain and debts to pay? Where the writer in the Heaven Will reduce and end my way? In the sea or in the highlands, On the grass so full of dew; You should know that my last heartbeat I will dedicate to you… He will ask me to say my main virtue and crime, I will answer that day: “I’ve been loving my time.” Angels holy and bright then will gather to sing, Mine will fly to the light with my soul on his wing.