Vladimir Dikan

I feel inside a deeply burn
And tears are falling down.
With all my heart I want return
In childhood native town.

I want to see grandma again,
To hug her very much
And say to her: 'Look, I'm a man,
You don't remember such! '

The time is quickly passing by
And faces also go.
I can't return all actions my
I did the year ago.

I often feel above my head
Looks something like a knife.
I think, but I can't understand
Has any purpose life?