Closed eyes... Opened eyes... Is there any difference? I open my eyes - I see Obscurity of thoughts, Cruelty of hearts, Platitude of the art. I close my eyes - And see Nothingness... Closed... Open... Night... Day... They are creating eternity I am afraid to leave My dream place I am afraid To open my eyes. But nightingale is Singing the last lullaby and the morning light Cherishes my eaves I am afraid To see nightmares. But nightingale is Singing the last lullaby And I am dreaming. May be it's better to close my eyes forever May be it's better to see the eternal dream May be it's better to fly up high May be it's better to portray my world in dark colors of living. Closed eyes... Opened eyes... Is there any difference? I close my eyes and see The play of mysterious colors, The songs of phantom birds, The enigma of ancient prophets. But someone can see only Nothingness... Closed... Open... Night... Day... They are creating eternity