Nina Silaeva

And a paint on a canvas, and a lightning on the sky,

And a song for differ, and In all eyes….

I feel, I breathe, I find belief, about happiness

I do not ask and I am not frightened losses.

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I believe! Whether in the God? Solar hour and a line of poetry

Or oil on canvais i dress the white clothes

And I rise in the Divine house!