My illustration for the song "Our ladder to the sky was"

Our stairway to the sky was a shattered stepladder,

Only one year to get a jar from the mezzanine.

But I was ready and on it to clamber to the clouds

To spite the prohibitions and locked from the inside of the locks.

Sometimes it seemed - the goal is close, I will soon crawl.

I called you with me, but you stayed below,

She raised her eyes, asked me to go back,

He moved further from you to the stage.

And I did not get down, I kept telling you about heaven.

I thought that I myself can decide for two people,

I thought that we would get better from my ideas.

And clinging to hope as a clothing for burdocks,

But the stairway to the sky was a shaky ladder,

Only one year to get a bank from the mezzanine.

I'll take my armpit and take it to the pantry - let it get dusty.

Forgive me for everything and, for God's sakes, stop dreaming of me.

Exhale quickly

My soul is outwardly cramped,

There is so little space in your lungs.

But to be honest

It's all my own fault.

 Have a good mood! I ask to proceed to the vote! 

Thank you!

Love Andrianna