When the sun goes down you can see him
Walking along the road
Carrying stars in a hood of his coat
Clearing my life from passion
When the dawn's as thin as the memory
He's drawing a line, it's pristine -
The line between mind and wisdom
Turning your face to obsession
When the moon is full he's standing
Mixing my love with the night
Making my thoughts depending
On unfaithful and sleepless starlight.
1993
An Evening
© Copyright: Таня Канарейкина, 2008
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