The essence of phenomenon and the lines of years,
Faces of friends and masks of enemies,
Are obviously seen and they can't be hidden
From the lookof poet - the owner of centuries.
The light of distant stars and the beginning of dawn,
The secrets of life and mysteries of love,
In the instant of inspiration, warmed by the Sun,
Everything is reflected in the soul of poet, -
In the mirror of the world...
In the mirror it's visible, who and how he lived,
It's visible who composed the lie-song.
It's visible who wants everithing be the night,
It's visible, I must help people.
I've got the mirror of the world,
Do you want to look into it, so don't be afraid of the fire,
My lyre will praise this fire,
Let people know, - there is a kind force
In the mirror of the world...
A new day - a new info,
Good morning, a new song,
My way is clear, and my lyre obeys me,
The voice of the poet calls you again to look
Into the mirror of the world...