I wish that tears would take my pain,
So I could sleep at night.
I wish I would not dream in vain,
That I could hold you tight.
I wish I did not meet you then
When sun shone bright by noon.
I wish you did not turn and ran,
And break my heart so soon.
I wish that I’ll forget your face
And sorrow’ll go away.
I wish that my beloved Lord
Would answer things I pray.
I Wish, Or Not
© Copyright: Basantsov Robert, 2003
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