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I will go to the Red Sea…

Maybe for a second, for a moment,

Let the expanses rush past,

And only my soul speaks within me.

The boundless Red Sea…

Embraces and cherishes me,

With its depth and even in sorrow,

It will heal all my sorrows.

It will pass like a fairy-tale wind,

Like a hot avalanche flow,

I don’t dream of anything in the world,

Only the sea – like a sip of life.

And the sea depths are bottomless,

It’s dark there and a foreign environment,

There souls are like an unconscious refuge,

There their own miracles happen.

I will go to the Red Sea…

And let fate not allow me,

There I will find the majesty of the mountains,

The Red Sea will reward us.

I will dive into the heavy waters,

Blue with blue fountain;

Only red sparkles with freedom,

That was born in the soul, and paradise.

The warm sea seems great,

I will forget earthly matters;

I will only remember that in the Red Sea

I was once happy.

And the sea corals and reefs,

These are wonderful castles for us,

They rush past the gaze swiftly,

To delight the eye with the sea.

The unreal Red Sea…

It rarely makes noise with a wave,

In the silence, it echoes blissfully,

With a touch, it creates a miracle…