When there's a blizzard inside,
The soul creaks with sad themes,
When from sunshine and warmth,
Thoughts soar like two wings;
When the bare wires
A bee of hurtful words slithers by,
To hold the helm of the soul,
My friend and healer - Pencil, write!
Write about both,
Write a little bit about everything,
Both about spring and winter,
About sweet feelings, a river of tears....
Find me love and happiness
And write about my fate!
Don't waste graphite for searing phrases,
Write about affectionate words!
Take the charge of my soul,
Write, my friend, you from the heart!
Write about both,
Write a little bit about everything...
Don't be afraid of caustic words of reproach,
Only my heart is your war recorder!
Write about passion, about war,
Write about peace and goodness!
Write about the poor, write about the rich,
About single or married,
And of longing, and of love,
On the misadventures of fate...
Don't be afraid of judgmental words,
Write, don't cover for your enemies,
Write it like it is and unvarnished,
I don't forgive unnecessary phrases!
Write, my friend, please write!
Write about the music of the soul!
Write about both,
Write a little bit about everything...
Leyla Yusupova.