That’s hard to know, hard to feel
That pain of all my lonely days
I dream of love… Where is my will?
At night I wish to see your face…
I wish to know where you are
To find a way to get to the place
To find a map, to get in the car
At night I still can see your face
Spring rain is crying outside
I am learning life without love
My heart was suddenly petrified
It’s silent like the sky above
It is silent, solid and fragile
That sounds true and very sad
I should be waiting for a while
For sunny days, I am almost dead
Look, those clouds in the sky
They are having fun and dancing twist
I’ve asked them where he is and why
I know he does not exist.
He does not exist
© Copyright: Мирра Л -Английский, 2006
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