Early in the dark for an hour,… (Irina Dubtsova)

Early in the dark for an hour,Sharply pressed on the gas,Rarely call home,Mom doesn’t know.More often silent now,an Hour warm bed,the Happiness of five nedellec not enough. Fly to the moon,Given for love of the coin.The coin has two sides,This we did not know. The side of the moon,the side of the coin,whether we love found,or lost. More change is not pozvolyali to another pain,another’s Field podobne reap.Dust in the eyes is not allowed,it Was passed said,More don’t need words to understand.