I've lost my dream,
Since I have been
Waiting for another one.
I've lost the key,
Now I agree
To be as usual locked to thee.
For man, who lost
And lost by love
It is a moment steel enough.
And you can cry
And want to pain
Because of scurrilous remain.
It's very painful to forget
And much more painful to forgive.
Why is it easier to leave?
For me, my benefit you are,
It's not my boast or my lie,
Alone I fall into decline.
It's not so easy deep in love
To lose each other once & once,
But not to love means to live fast.
Who loves is right,
Forever right,
He has his own Judge inside.
Ive lost
© Copyright: Евгения Бахвалова Беарт, 2003
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Brilliant, to my mind! It made me to remember the old good English.
Д.Рыбин-Окский 24.07.2003 19:23 • Заявить о нарушении
Д.Рыбин-Окский 24.07.2003 19:23 • Заявить о нарушении
оно и видно - "made to remember" - просто пёрл. господа, не знаете языка - не позорьтесь! На русском сначала надо научиться. у Вас, Жень, это имхо неплохо получается.
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