When words are not seen in deeds
Your mind will be surrounded with lies,
And being taken over by phrases
You will understand more than once,
That words create your Life!
When words hold back deeds,
You can ask, or not ask the Fate,
Blame only yourself, that not to the right words
You rushed to devote so much effort.

Words weave
Into laces of Fate,
And we cannot catch,
And cannot understand
The games of mind!
Words make
Many wounds!..
But they are – a product of mind, product of mind!

Let the words,
Like a tree,
Grow into your years,
So that without exaggeration
The stock of Good deeds
Would never cease!
Let the words,
As the firewood of Soul,
Warm with the heat on the Way!
So that sparks of words
Would light up Love,
Such words find in your Heart!

Words weave
Into laces of Fate,
And we cannot catch,
And cannot understand
The games of mind!
Words make
Many wounds!..
But they are – a product of mind, product of mind!

Words weave
Into laces of Fate,
And we cannot catch,
And cannot understand
The games of mind!