I met my oldest friend,
When i was depressed.
When my mind was blind,
And my words were slept.
We have walked together
Under dead tree,
Thinking all about
What become to be.
My friend was impressed
And beleiving god
After fourty minutes
He told:
“Go to saint people
And listen what they said”
I asked them an answer,
But it was never made.
So, current life is hardest
No answers else will be
When i walk with friends
Under dead tree.