I look to lifes remote disquise
broken loves and again more lies
what then my sweetness lies beneath
thirsty promises for this drunken thief
another cloud with silver hue
Takes my breath \what can i do\
no more thief\thats my belief\
but still drunk with thirst
the first hungered love
with kisses never tasted
spilled my blood but never wasted
a single drop of wine
A single drop of wine
© Copyright: Антонина Тесленко, 2002
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