I cannot be with you, I can’t,
It’s moral obligation.
And yet, I can’t forget your scent-
My heart is in temptation.
I cannot say your name out loud.
I can’t say magic words.
And yet, I cannot be without
Dreaming of you, it hurts.
Perhaps the time will heal my scars,
And memory will fade.
But until then, under the stars
I’ll whisper out your name.
For farewell I’ll say those words,
Those powerful and few.
Those words rule peasants and the lords.
Those words are «I LOVE YOU»…
A Secret
© Copyright: Basantsov Robert, 2003
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These words, Robert, build our world up. You're right: love never fails. A strong poem about the most important thing in the world, about the main words that rule our hearts and minds and can change the whole course of life. So thanks for telling me your secret... And wait for another translation!
Truly yours, your little sweet Bee.
Моя Любовь 28.08.2003 13:31 • Заявить о нарушении
Truly yours, your little sweet Bee.
Моя Любовь 28.08.2003 13:31 • Заявить о нарушении