31.12.2020
Heal me
I'm sick, heal me please, my friend...Give me a drink of baptismal water of life.
Warm up my soul in the palm of your hand,
The titmouse that got lost in the sky.
On the wings that were cut by the stars
The scarlet threads are tangled.
If it's not too late, heal my scars!
Or leave me alone on cold granite.
Calm waters will foam, when the day ends,
I will step right into the icy abyss.
I'm in pain! Heal me, my friend!
My back is scarred from my sins!
An invisible stork will fly above the land
Over wounded titmouse, fallen to the grave.
I did not know, my friend, that I would repent.
You forgive me, I don't know how to pray…