Much more gaily celebrationWhen I am dead, than - born. - Quote by Mikhail Lermontov)
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LonelinessIt’s Hell for us to draw the fettersOf life in alienation, stiff.All people prefer to share gladness,And nobody – to share grief.As a king of air, I’m lone here,The pain lives in my heart, so grim,And I can see that, to the fearOf fate, years pass me by like dreams;And comes again with, touched by gold,The same dream, gloomy one and old.I see a coffin, black and sole,It waits: why to detain the world?There will be not a sad reflection,There will be (I am betting on)Much more gaily celebrationWhen I am dead, than – born.
