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I love you
May be I am mad
But without you
I am dead and sad
I know the feeling is too late
But heaven knows
What cooks us fate?
I can’t stop envy every cloud
That floats above your head
And out my fire is
I simple die
When you at women
Look and smile.
What is this for?
Am I to blame?
But I can’t live
Without your name,
Without your arms,
Without your eyes
At night and even
At sunrise.
I am involved in fairy ring
You are my soul, my dream, my King
May 10, 1990
I love you May be I am mad
© Copyright: Валентина Шереметьева, 2006
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