Last Chance
If you want to leave me alone,
Please don’t tell me about your way.
I’ll forget your telephone.
I’ll forget, and you go away!
If you dream about my tears,
You have to choose another dream.
We will fight on the rapiers:
My soul and I – that is my team.
I’m flying up- to the sky from the ground,
I’m falling down – to the hell from the sky.
And only than I will turn around,
And than I will see – what is yours, what is mine.
Last Chance
© Copyright: Тигран Мартиросян, 2006
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