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When the soul is washed by the Sky,

sometimes nothing is needed.

I forgot аbout sins. I want to fly

(another reward was provided).

When the soul is washed by the Sky

(and this rarely happens),

I do not need my pie,

and the greed of the body recedes.

But there is so little Sky on Earth

(or you just forgot about it).

You see Sky everywhere to death,

but you rarely touch with the Sky`s lips.