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Light

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Have you ever seen her beauty face?

You won't find this in any place.

It's fresh and radiant, and so bright.

There's something alive in her eyes - it's a light.

Have you ever seen his beauty face?

You won't see like this even in space.

You look at him and see: "It's alright."

There's something alive in his eyes - it's a light.

This light is on both day and night.

It's dispels the gloomy clouds, and this light

Creates glare in the soul, not in the eyes,

He can melt any sadness and any ice.

But like everything else, light isn't etérnal.

You won't notice it in the extérnal

Until then the person won't be able to light it.

You need to help him, not reproach or "hit".

It was just an ordinary... Why did it go out?

Is it this time? But there is a doubt...

What's happened? No one knows,

You can't tell about it in prose.

No one will ever know the reason.

It doesn't depend on the season.

It doesn't depend on the weather or nature.

But you can start process of "transnature".

There is no need to clarify circumstances.

There is no need to create any distances.

Fix the situation by talking to the person.

It doesn't matter if you are not a layperson,

It doesn't matter that you are not a psychologist,

You don't have to think like a "novelist".

A very simple, human conversation is enough,

Everything's to the point, no empty guff.

And then the light in her eyes will be on.

And then the light in his eyes will be on.

Of course, it won't be bright right away.

But belief will come back and stay, maybe, stay...

(21/05/26)

"light" - skyfall beats, HOWI

Never Ordinary

A lot of people tell me that I was strange.

They told it and tell. Why? - I don't know.

They tell me that I'm different - but I don't want to change.

Everyone thinks I'm a white crow.

And I think it is, I see it is - and so what?

Yes, I won't belong to this black flock of birds.

I like it - I like being a free bird.

I don't follow the instructions of herds.

I might be wrong, but I think I'm right.

I don't want to be a stack of someone's copies.

Who disagrees - I don't want to fight.

I'm like a sunflower among the poppies.

Be this way, be that way - why are you saying this?

Will it make things easier for you?

Are you thinking that I'm "amiss"?..

You can assume that if it's true.

I always live in two worlds - the real and my own.

It's difficult because your rules don't match theirs.

It's difficult because you don't want to be alone.

But I don't want to climb in crowd up the stairs.

Thanks for everyone who never judge me at all.

Thanks to those who understand about me "many".

Thanks for everyone who has given me a good recall.

I wasn't, isn't and won't be Ordinary.

(04/06/26)

"Never Ordinary" - Three Days Grace

FLASHBACK

Thursday. I'm cleaning the flat.

I'm wiping the dusty shelves.

Soon I reach the bookshelves.

I can see at the top... What's that?

I took the stepladder and took it out...

I want to get... Oh! Something fell!

It fell and rang like a bell.

What's happened and what am I talking about?

This is a folder of photos... I take it and go down.

How many there're! I've forgotten many of them.

I keep them like a beautiful gem.

But that was in the past. Now I frown.

What are they for now? I don't have any time

To spend on «looking at», and I don't care...

But I don't move, and I just stare.

"Okay, 10 minutes, and lunchtime".

I gather them into a pile and put on the couch.

Here I am dancing in beautiful clothes,

Here I'm standing in a funny pose,

Here I am in Moscow with the sparkly pouch,

Here I am, a first-grader, being hugged by my mum,

And this is a mini-album from the 4th grade,

Here I smile on stage when I hear accolade,

Here I am with my friends, blowing gum...,

From the 7th and 8th grade... There are many others.

Only... I don't want to think about it.

I don't want to remember, not even a bit...

I don't want these plunges.

All of this is in the past - it's my flashback.

It will never happen again - I know.

They're always with me, they glow...

But... I don't want to take anything back.

I know - I'm not like I used to be.

And everything that wasn't right now.

I didn't make «vow».

Yes, and I like myself, it's me...

I love my life, I love my new interests,

I love my new surroundings, I love my new friends,

(I've learned to look at all without lens),

The rest is a flashback, just miests.

(25/06/26)

"FLASHBACK" - Norx

Sunder (The Frost Between Us*)

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All summer long I watched the days go by,

And dreamed of voices I had missed so long —

I counted hours beneath the burning sky,

Believing that their words would make me strong.

At last we met, and laughter filled the air,

The talk I craved came flowing like a stream —

I sat among my friends, and yet right there,

A quiet frost began to grow between.

I know that in each face I see my own —

A piece of me that only they can hold,

Yet something in my blood has turned to stone,

And I grow distant, though I once was bold.

I feel them slipping, and I know the cost—

Each step away erases part of me,

A fragment of my soul that will be lost,

But still I cannot bridge the frozen sea.

The summer's flight, and friends remain in sight —

I wave, I smile, but keep a step apart.

I lose myself in losing them tonight,

And still I choose this distance in my heart.

(04/09/26)

"Sunder" - Atlas