We always talk about the real love
But we have never seen What love is real
And hiding our soul under a scarf
We wait for something great but nothing feel
And every one can say: "We make mistake!"
But no one can tell us how should we do
Like when you try to cook a cake
They give advice but they don't give a tool
We always tolk about the real love...
© Copyright: Андрей Анэль, 2007
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Dear Andrey!
If one always tries to find an explanation to a conception of love, this can spoil all the beauty of it. Love is very hard to explain but very easy to feel, though love is something that you and I will always admire, won’t we? Feel it, breath it, live it...
Марина Соколова 18.06.2007 01:42 • Заявить о нарушении
If one always tries to find an explanation to a conception of love, this can spoil all the beauty of it. Love is very hard to explain but very easy to feel, though love is something that you and I will always admire, won’t we? Feel it, breath it, live it...
Марина Соколова 18.06.2007 01:42 • Заявить о нарушении
Вечная загадка жизни... Вообще я редко пишу на английском, но иногда пробивает. Спасибо за отзыв.
Андрей Анэль 19.06.2007 23:16 Заявить о нарушении
Андрей Анэль 19.06.2007 23:16 Заявить о нарушении
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