Remember your past, my dear children,
Touch it and take off the heavy curtains!
See the dragons, snakes and vipers,
Piling on each other, moving in conspiracy,
To bite the natives around,
Play the saaz of peaceful and joyful tomorrow,
When the venomous snakes will not bite you any more,
Take lessons from your bitterest past,
Don't allow your young life to be poisoned!
Go forward, think always of the golden future;
Keep your eyes focused on it!
Don't forget that the dreaming eyesare gifted to you,
To see what happy and calm valley lies in front of you,
Always set your eyes forward and seek the bright future,
And go, go - away from these violent days
Don't stop! Go, go with soft, but firm steps,
Don't stop, go on! Without looking back,
Believe me, there's a world, like a paradise, ahead,
The brightest sun will rise and your days will shine.
Mykoul
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