All should be very great
Or simply I have forgotten date
I shall be your spirit of love
Which was dissolved and has departed as the dove
You are so similar to my muse
That sometimes I like you to confuse
Green eyes will give you to tell lies
But your truth will never die
North is the place for the blessed and the dead
I step toward the south. it's not my decision
All should be very great
© Copyright: Милик Меликджанян, 2004
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