Полет не окончен, опять передышка. Пока вспоминаешь как...

The flight is not over, again a respite.
While you remember how to inhale and how to exhale.
While unbending after a breath.
While letting go of your cheekbones ...

A piercing wind blows heat
all the memory of the general whistle arrogant ...
A fit in the face - a breath of the freshest Read more ...
Crucified hands fell powerlessly.

Is it really so? Come on! Squeeze the fists.
Feel the muscles demand strength.
Spread the numb shoulders from sorrow,
Flap it! and soar! - so that the sky is enough ...