In Dresden I Will Come Down - Poem by Liza Sud
In Dresden I will come down
and immedeately I will start
to play at the first german piano -
rehearsal in native land.
And you will hear, silent,
mecause you are so good.
All will give no glances
to us, blinded by the stew.
I will play right there at the station,
how long - for the whole life -to wait? !
Life is a presentation -
then deliverance us from pain.
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