When you stand upon the shore
And you wait for something more,
More, than just a sudden look,
More, than read and closed book,
You feel sadness in the waves,
Trying not to think of haste...
Yes, you know your feelings well,
Yes, sometime you'll love again,
But you need the present time,
And you got this pretty fine,
No more exits, mo more cases,
Do not look for hidden places...
What're you waiting here and now?
Saying, that you have an hour?
Time - a needless foolish peace,
For your words to be released,
Do not stay and watch the sand,
Go ahead and tell her them!
I love you!
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