Время

Time will put everything in its place
All that shattered into pieces
A new life will scatter the dust
Weekdays will heal from longing

Only by losing... Will we start to appreciate...
Only by being late... We learn to hurry...
How to become stronger?
So as not to blame
Just to forget...
Forever...

And live
No more asking
Borrowed from time
What can't be returned back ever

If there's an easy way somewhere
We run away from trouble
Easier to leave, to step over
Time will always erase traces
Life teaches us a lot of pain
Do we need to know all this?
Time will heal wounds but
We can't turn it back

Only by not loving... Can we let go...
Only by seeing death... Learn to live...
Easier not to have...
To give everything away at once...
So as not to lose...
Never

And live
No more asking
Borrowed from time
What can't be returned
Not to wait
And not to lie to oneself
But to go through
One's difficult path until the end...

And ask again
For what can't be returned
Easier to leave
Than to go through this path

Time flies again in a series of endless troubles
Fear and anxieties for which there is no reason
Time that we can never return
Easier for those who have left than for those who stayed to wait
Easier for those who have lost their minds to justify themselves
No more strength and faith to go through this path

And ask again
For what can't be returned
Easier to leave
Than to go through this path until the end