Forget that time, which you will never see,
Forget that land, in which you’ll never be,
Stay with a doll, with which you’ll never sleep,
Leave furious words, which wounded soul keeps.
And let the rivers of your heart and mind
Search winding road to the darkened sky,
That sky, under which you fell in love,
Where you took destiny by arm.
And you forget all from your past,
Now you remember all from pain to lust,
You burned in the waves of voices,
Will find that voice, without any choices.
You will remember all moments of life,
Which keep the flowers or keep a knife,
But you were burnt so hard in love,
Because you didn’t say: “Hey, stop! Enough!”
Forget
© Copyright: Василий Колесниченко, 2009
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