On the shores of memory

Time passes between creeping and retreating

It strikes souls like lightning

So the days depart with us without escape

It breaks its promises with us with bullets

Our memories contain a thousand things

Let us hold on to them even if there is no horizon

And our deeds are counted without excuse

No matter what the paths and roads are

We swing between the ebb and flow

We divide time as if it were a tunnel

To glorify in it all the motives for victory

And rejoice as nations in the judgments of truth

When the sky is full of clouds of goodness

Hovering over the earth like a fragrant scent

Not every night is generous with talk

No matter how sincerely we live it

Its condition is not hidden from the moon

Its taste may differ

And patience will not equal life

No matter how gently we accompany it

It may take us to the world of evil

And like a summer cloud we set off

To find ourselves reckless and wasteful

We know what logic will criticize

To love while suffering from betrayal

To confront everyone for the sake of liberation

No matter how long our suffering We will be free

From the network of race emotions

And we will try to search for the secret

So we choose the love contract without drowning

And we will rest no matter how long the journey

To breathe a sigh of relief after insomnia

To enjoy what poetry has given us

So we wake up to the sound of a look

Calling for freedom since dawn

Getting drunk on the redness of the dusk paradise

We, the youth, were seeking pictures

To freeze our condition and reap the difference

And the goal here has become the game of fate

In which we play the role of flying heroes

On the world's stage without reward

So we hear our calls at dawn

For everyone who has lost his way from the safety of the earth

And we remind him of the approaching time of twilight

Wherever our eyes penetrate the depths of the sea