You promised “I will remember
Not more and not less – two years.”
What will be with us later?
In rivers will change water tears…
One more in the deep feeling
In memories – days and nights.
What will be with us later?
“We won’t be together…” - said twice…
You said it to me so sadly:
“I will wait, I will believe,
That somewhere you are remember
Nice Mary – girl, which you had leaved.
You are waiting in front of the window,
You want for the letters receive…”
Not much, not little – not seeing
Will given to us. Stranger…
Earlier to believe, to wait, to remember
Was promised to me by Joanna.
29.05.2001г.
MARY
© Copyright: Анатолий Комаров, 2002
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