I'm leaving for the warm night skies

I'm leaving for the warm night skies.
Not knowing what will be tomorrow.
I'm on my way, under the cover,
The Author indicates the route.

I'm leaving, only birds will sing,
The fog is hugging very coldly.
I'll find my shelter by the field,
Get to the edge of horizon.

And let the darkness over road,
The Sky lights up for me the trails
And it shines light in morning hope.
The Skies are leads and understands.

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Поэтический перевод моего стихотворения «Я ухожу в тепло ночных небес».