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Зараз вже майже ніхто й не пам'ятає...

Але воно навколо нас
багато-кольоровим святом

Легесеньким метеликом літає.

Різноманітне… Безжалісно тендітне
і вкрай прекрасне.

Як думки світла — ясне.

Як посмішка створіння
закОханого у своє творіння.

До нестями… 

Малює сонця плями

Руки тремтять.
Очі блищать.
Фібри кортять…

Тільки щоб під сукні зазирнути
нову сторінку жадібно перегорнути


З повагою до Бога
З жагОю до нового.

Ковтнути весь світанок, 
Зустріти стиглий ранок

Відчути на дотик свободу
Злизати з долонь насолоду

Вдихнути серцем небо
Впізнати все, що треба



Залишилося тільки повірити.


Сьогодні… дозвОль собі жити.
Ти мене чуєш… мандрівнИк?




Tell me… what does it mean to live?

Not survive

Not to hide

Not become somebody else’s dream

What does it mean to live?

Not in fear

Not in chains

Not trapped inside expectations

What does it mean to live?

In joy

In love

In the freedom of your own skin

I found my answer…

But what about you?

What do you choose?

To survive… or to live?




For all my life I thought I knew what living really meant

My days were full of crazy stories, every moment heaven-sent

But deep inside I played the victim, carried wounds I couldn’t see

Thought I was living at a hundred while life was living me

I hit a wall and couldn’t fake it, couldn’t run another mile

Watched my world begin to shatter, watched my broken spirit smile

Relationships fell into pieces, all the noise became a void

Cold and ringing, empty silence, every mask completely destroyed

I stood alone and asked the question that I never asked before

If all of this was really living, why in all-inclusive menu then did I feel so poor?

That was the moment I discovered something simple, something true,something new

I was made of other people’s dreams and had the slightest clue who I was really too!



Oooh…

Aaah…

Mm-mm…

Oooh…



So I picked up every fragment, every memory, every scar

Held each piece against my heart and asked myself, “Is this really who you are?”

Some were fears I learned from others

Some were chains I called my own

Some were voices from the past that would never let my spirit grow

Piece by piece I built a person I could finally recognize

Not a hero, not perfection, just the truth behind my eyes

I kept the parts that brought me warmth, the parts that made me want to create

The parts that made me love this life and made me want to change my fate

And when I changed, my home changed with me

My love, my walk, my sight, my family

Cause lessons keep returning till the student learns what he came to truly say



Now I know what living means

It isn’t hiding from the pain

It isn’t parrot chasing someone else’s version of success again

It’s remembering who you are beneath the fear and all the noise

Recreating yourself in your own image through your choices

Look around, this world is beautiful, but wounded by our minds

We turn inner scars to outer wars and leave our hearts behind

We call it “being realistic,” call it “survival,” call it “life”

While secretly we’re building horror from our unresolved inside

But there is a way out

Love yourself

Choose what makes your spirit rise

Build a life that feels like truth instead of wearing a disguise

Cause the moment you remember who you are, who you really choose to be

You stop begging life for permission… and you finally live free


To live is loving what you're doing when nobody knows your name

Not looking for the answers in a screen to play the game

It's taking one more step uncertain, even when you feel afraid

Cause only those who never move are never bound to make mistakes

To live is spending time with children while they're still small enough

To hold your hand and tell you stories, teaching you what matters most

It's staying strong enough to feel the changing seasons on your skin

To watch the summer turn to autumn and be grateful where you've been

It's crying at a sunset

Smiling at the falling rain

Finding beauty in the ordinary, wonder in the simple things

It's building your own world each day instead of waiting to be saved

And understanding every moment is a gift you get to always love and create



Tell me… what does it mean to live?

Not survive

Not to hide

Not become somebody else’s dream

What does it mean to live?

Not in fear

Not in chains

Not trapped inside expectations

What does it mean to live?

In joy

In love

In the freedom of your own skin

I found my answer…

But what about you?

What do you choose?

I want you to live!