Many years apart
Why were we so smart?
Why we were so strong?
And not to each belong?
And the freshly cut grass
And the starting romance
Making sense of hot dreams
Make the love be in stream
Take my heart, take my hand
Just don’t say any word
We began, with a different plan
To reach this wonderful world
We’ll reveal ours thoughts
We’ve cut back old growth
We are free from other places
And don’t hide in other traces
We are laying on the grass
We deserve to be in love
And then we have taken wing
Into the sky as one white dove
Many years apart
© Copyright: Антонина Тесленко, 2003
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