Are You, honey, alone?
But I am.
I am ill
I have gone to save myself.
Could You feel,
Could You hear,
Could You bear and stand
That, what I did
And not to run and return…
I don’t cry ,
I can’t cry -
My soul will kill me,
But my heart is full
And I ask: Could You leave me?
Let’s walk apart
And don’t make repeat me
My get away.
And now, the last time,
Could You hear and say, but honestly,
Why did You love me?
Yuna. August 3 of 1995 year. Tbilisi.
“- Oh, is it raining?
- Yes, it is.”
Are you, honey, alone?
© Copyright: Юна Шапатава, 2003
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