It`s strange, but when you go mad,
I think I`m guilty of this,
I understand you, some dreams are sad,
I`m so lonely, I really miss.
I sleep, I see I`ll die in spring,
It seems that spring is almost dead,
There are some fears now in me
I thought was a word, this dread.
Why do you hit my love,
I think you`ve almost killed it,
My hands were hit to blood
My love is hit, I feel it.
We should go home, and rather
We shouldn` t talk for days,
I came with one, I`m with other,
We split up, but I see your face.
I should forget to become close,
I`ll think, I think, I thought,
Just not to make my head explose,
I thought that hate was only word.
Why do you hit my love translation
© Copyright: Ксения Амурова, 2006
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