The love of mine is dimmed again
'twas like a cloud in the sky:
It came to fill my soul with rain
And then it went, it went to die.
There's nothing left within my dreams,
And only raindrops from above
Will free me from the inner screams,
And save the trace of perished love.
The Rain
© Copyright: Артур Тухикян, 2004
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