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There are in the life holy nights.

They in memory burns like many lights:

The nights of the births and appointment,

The nights of the love and the nights hopes mettle.

There are in the life holy nights

Аre full of suffering and soul alarms always:

The nights of the partings and farewells —

The nights when the people vanish into Nowhere…

O, holy nights – the universe crown!

You are bundle up in the tight knots:

Not will be hope – will vanish the sufferings out,

|Not will be sufferings – and a love will be not.

Parting forever with our Earth, remembering past,

We say her a lot of Thanks for all she had made for us:

For the joy and the pain, which we had felt from love,

For the all best what can be in this life.

July2001- May 2021