Birkus — Records & Real Life

With my respect for law and public borders. Written by Andrey Makarevich. Translated by Viktor Birkus. With my respect for law and public borders, I walk by street, not same as anyone. Despite the traffic rules and orders, I use the opposite pedestrian run. For that I see, just only one main reason, It simply looks a piece of cake, In moving stream, just napes and necks in vision, By this reverse, it helps to see a face.

The Know and Belief. Written by Andrey Makarevich. Translated by Viktor Birkus. Our life goes from edge to edge; At both sides, the doors are located, And “I know” on the last door is written “I believe” you can read at the entrance. Having only one head, you will never Open both doors and come at the same time. When you trust, you do it not knowing; When you know, it’s no longer believing. As expanding a personal mind Every day from the moment of birth, We explore the roads of knowledge And some doubt arrives with cognition. And the mystery will be there forever With no help from the scientist’s eggheads – “When we know”, we are immensely weak, “With a faith”, we are at our strongest.