Що таке Життя?
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!
