I’m running, running far away…
Among these men don’t want to stay…
I’m strong and smart enough like you…
My passion wants to be with you!
One day you looked into my eyes,
And (a) tune was left there. Don’t misprize
My feelings. They are frail.
Or else you’ll see: it will be (a) gale.
I m running, running far away...
© Copyright: Мария Блох, 2007
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