(Ally, 27.04.2019, basne)
Lying in a bad of hospital
Without moving and nothing to say
Nobody to understaind
Forsaking all the past
Future in the stars
And all seem so black
Tears in face
Remmembering the past
Feeling so weak
Blue vains and so sick
Sick body and sick soul
Down in deep hole
Only prayer can be saver
Only God can bring a light