Star named Sun

White snow, gray ice

On cracked earth.

A patchwork quilt on her -

City in a road loop.

And the clouds float above the city

Shutting down the heavenly light.

And above the city - yellow smoke,

The city is two thousand years old

Lived under the light of a star

Named Sun...

And two thousand years of war

War for no particular reason.

War - is for the young,

a medicine against aging.

Red, red blood

An hour later it's just earth

After two, there are flowers and grass on it,

Three years later she is alive again.

And warmed by the rays of the Star

Named Sun...

And we know it's always been that way

That Fate loves more

Who lives by the laws of others

And who should die young.

He does not remember the word "yes" and the word "no",

He does not remember any ranks or names.

And able to reach for the stars

Except that this is a dream

And fall, scorched by a star called the Sun