You’re faraway, in country of my dreams,
In town where love and many flowers.
But every day and minute to me seems:
You could be closer with your powers.
But you can’t say a word to me,
My ears will never hear,
That you will be in love with me,
And I shall always be your dear.
You re faraway
© Copyright: Борисова Евгения, 2003
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