Аннотация: My road is not the same, but the mutual one
Before I leave this world in sorrow,
Before my eyes become so dark,
I want to live up to tomorrow
And bark in answer to its bark.
So shady are the streets of evening,
So desert they are, filled with gloom.
I"m running in the search for Meaning,
Escaping from the search of Doom.
It"s easy, though, to see the future
While staying outside of it.
My road is not the same, but mutual -
My Road's along with Destiny.
17.01.2008