And while there are bridges on earth -There will be those who them burn...And while the ships leave the ports -There will be those, who are waiting for them to return...And while the sunset is spreading in the sky -There will be a new dawn...And there will be someone who loves you a lotAnd those who do not...And as long as there are reasons for crying -There will be those who pour bitter tears...As long as there are seasons for loving - There will be those who spend the sweet years... Someone hearing a roar, is scared of the storms,Someone hears the fireworks, Another are frightened of bombs...And while the concept of sleep exists-Someone will sleep the least...Distances and miles go bySomeone's about to born, another to die...And the threads will always be tangled in knots,And there will be the boats in the shore And those who have lost... No less no more...And the words will transfer in a mess:You want to say something, but you say much less,Not every question will be asked out loud,Nor answered - nothingness still goes around...Sometimes two ain't enough for the eternal loveSometimes - just one...Sometimes when one returns, another has just gone...At great depths we want heightsOff-road we struggle to find the way...And if it's gone, we want the moment stayAs long as there are bridges on the earth,I cannot reach you, or we cannot both...The wave won't stir the ocean's surface My poetry will not become your prose...But if the time is lost - I'll recognise your face...