Accomplices

All at once, I have a shiver and goosebumps.
I’m standing dead in my tracks.
Everything began to flit; fog in my eyes;
I’m hardly standing on my feet.
The whole body is shackled by fear.
And the buzz is in my ears.
And the devil's murmuring,
And echoes him, the one who’s burying me:
"You see where you got into!
You're still playing the hero!
Who is your accomplice, inform!
Give him to me, and you'll be living long."

I looked at the heavens, throwing back my head.
And there is the same as many years beforehand:
A beautiful, scarlet, colorful sunset.
I closed my eyes, admiring that.
Inhaled deeply, it relaxes with the smell of a pine needle.
My legs are limping, and my head is spinning just a little.

I saw two lovers on the embankment.
The weather was not very good but she was enchanted.
Actually, as always, from where does so much positivity come?
She gave tons of it to everyone.

She smiles
With scarlet lips and clear green eyes.
And I'm standing and suffocating like a bedlamite.
But in fact, I have a rabid beast that has moved inside.
Everything heats inside me; This passion is hard to keep.
Don't wanna look sassy and make her think less of me.
I run my hand over her tender cheeks.
She snuggles closer to my warm wrists.



What happened next after the end of everything romantic?
I was amazed; it's just fantastic!
It's like a movie or the lyrics to a love song.
It turned out that we have common views and a common goal.

Since childhood, we’ve dreamed of becoming very rich.
But there were not any diamonds or wealth for which we cared.
We just wanted to be live and vivid examples and to teach
All the arrogant and greedy billionaires.
We did not imagine how we’ll get from barracks to cottages.
But how we’ll help in the fight against cancer or build orphanages.
There were years of savings and hardships; After that, our own business, we could found.
But maybe it was not our fate; it has burned out.
Literally burned out, so to say, to the ground.
A normal condition,
Healthy competition,
Or maybe the new wiring, really, let us down.

It doesn't matter anymore; it doesn't have importance.
There was also a "plan B" to make dreams come true.
It was related to risk and big worries.
We had to forget about conscience and rue.

To steal a couple of billions from a rich man,
To show where they should be spend.
Not on chic chicks and a collection of exclusive cars.
But for those who are a little unlucky in lives.

Everything's gone exactly as we were planning.
We successfully bypassed the guards with the money.
Then we split up, and without saying goodbye, you went to the airport with the bucks.
I’ll buy time and take the next flight after covering our tracks.

It didn't work out; I was caught quickly, but, alas, not by the police.
It's not a big deal; she will fulfill both her and my dreams.
I trust her as I trust myself; we are one and the same.
Well, that's enough; bury me alive without any delay.

And here I am in heaven, and I see her.
I like so much to see that everything is superb.
A small house on the ocean's bank,
The work of the bartender at her own minibar,
The orphanage and clinics sent several thanks,
And I smile on her avatar.

My death for our innermost dreams is such a low price.
And it doesn't matter; the main thing is your happiness.
Except it was better with you than in paradise.
I love you more than life. Don't, dear, ever question this.