Your Miracle Finest,
Your Magical Whiteness.
Well, swim to my side - I'll be clean from your brightness.
Destroy all my sins with the force of a hero,
Don't put me to death, pardon me, I'm a zero.
And I'll try to tiuch you by shivering fingers,
And then I will fly after you, be my whitness...
The Swan
© Copyright: Юрий Розвадовский, 2008
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