I fight with the Devil
His lot is hide
His work is evil
His colour is black
And hell’s civil

But everything’s pass
Everybody get lost in time
For unknown living
He’s changed his kind

He doesn’t hide anymore
Among the open mankind
All experiences are before
Turned into a waste of time

He triumphs, he despises
“Formerly
people were illiterate
now they are blind with the eyes

It remained only one
Only one way of tomorrow
For people who lost a word
Finishes from devil borrow


Bagul ATAYEVA