Happiness

Happiness is something private,
Secret, dear and concealed…
Since you give it – I will hide it,
Keep it in myself, keep sealed.

Even you – and you for sure
Shouldn’t see what you have done:
I’ll enjoy my feeling pure,
Then, in hunger, I will come.

I will tell you what I’ve seen there
Walking softly on this air…
Our hearts will still be greener…
…and we both believe it’s fair.


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Happiness..
That's really something private...Even more: I'd say, it's PERSONAL. ;)
Just be happy!

Marina

Пена Морская   26.12.2008 23:55     Заявить о нарушении