He did not begin to wait for her{it} and has left
She has not taken phone
He has dialed its{her} number{room} and to listen did not begin
In a tube hooters
Northern wind
Once protected your bed
Did not warm, but was fresh and new
Northern wind
You awakened once together
And the wind has fallen a storm
On each of you
You ironed its{her} cheeks petals of roses
Being afraid to be rough
She washed your person drops of tears
Tears of happiness
What for you have started up lie and mistrust in the house
What for your hands beat glass
the wind
© Copyright: Wheeder, 2003
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