Небо

I saw a star falling down, burning to ash
It was the sky's whim, and the sky burned with shame
For giving hope and faith to people
Who were then killed
And I won’t feel a thing
From the spark that burned out in the gloomy autumn sky
Aged by many years
I stepped out and slammed the door
The sky like a closed door
The sky like a door to nowhere
I didn’t think back then about what I know now
Again a star striving upward, burning brighter
Pure and light like a thought
This sky told my soul it’s time
To go where there will be no more pain that tormented
When they drowned you in a glass
And now the soul is so tired
That even the lying sky became holy and pure
And like a door on rusty hinges, the truth creaked open.