There’s snow behind the window and I'm sad.
You gave a promise – don’t call back.
I’m waiting for… I know that’s really bad.
Try keep your promise, call me back…
The end of winter– everybody’s glad,
but as for me it’s nothing. Just so so…
I’m waiting for your call… please call me back -
just bring the spring into my soul.
24/02/2004
There s snow behind the window...
© Copyright: Татьяна Землякова, 2004
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