In her eyes reflected my glance
And there I saw the anguish.
Longing for it is most –
Stepping on my heart
His neatly foot
Beautiful goddess of the sun,
Anybody who loved when not
(Besides me).
Scattered
Yellowed by the autumn,
Covered with sheets of my own fate.
Only the sun still warms my soul.
And all already patched in it
(Just think, in my then age)
Born this
On a sunny autumn blues.
And I will never understand,
How to get out of the cell
The bars that are blocking my way
(In flight to her).
I can only sing.
Sing my
Really sunny autumn blues.
On a sunny autumn blues
© Copyright: Олег Борисов, 2009
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