I want to see them and spell my troubles.
Then we together shall leave.
And will the troubles never be in meeting, —
Good bye! I want to be very happy.
Sometimes I hear the sky, and see
What answer it gives about me.
Who does answer? Maybe it is the friends,
Or maybe it is my thought gazer?
I don’t know, but I must
Begin in time to have thoughts only positive.
If they are kind and fine, these letters
I’m very glad to receive them. Better
Preserve these questions from bad thoughts.
And all will be right, when you forget
The troubles, and the evil diddle, —
You have been happy! Need is for all people
Beautiful and far better life.
And always they happiness find
In the Heaven. And very glad be then,
Who find in the sky a secret theme.
Who understands, what will answer sky,
They so much believe and are fine.
They must be better than others,
Who don’t understand anything. The Mother
And father mine – you, dear Sky,
I’m daughter yours, and know —
You love me very much at all times.
I know light is very good for people.
But don’t know they, when begins the simple
Shining on the earth. And don’t know when
Arrives the first ray for helping them.
Where is it going – a little simple ray,
Which is born and grows in clear sky.
They so much were spilling down,
And for ever they have been appearing.
I know, you love so much the dear earth
And want to help it at all times.
Around the planet you keep bright and full of hope:
Some time all people wade the dark rout.
You tell them every day about light,
But they don’t understand what you say. A pity what!
You sky don’t yell in their ears,
But maybe they don’t want to hear?
Believe I, you must be together
With people, and to make for them the weather
More beautiful and likable for ever
As long as you can do. Facing the darkness
Is very much threatening to us,
But are not afraid we. Only nice
I know will be on the earth for us!
I’m very glad, when see in the sky
The reddening Sun. Then all feelings mine
Arise higher, than what they are
When falls night. The Sun does
Awake me in the morning, I open the window
And say at once the words: I need you!
Where were you in the evening, I can’t you find
In the blinking sky, what do you do at night?
Welcome to the sky early in the morning, —
I like to see you. All my thinking