Are you telling...
Are you telling me – I am pretty?
So, how do you look for me?
You just tell me – I'm really sweetie,
Braking flowers that were born to be.
You are swearing – I'm like a beautiful Sun,
For my shining, you do everything you can do.
But you tell me – I am a strange one...
Are you sure I've been created for you?!
Are you sure that I'm happy?
No, forgive me, you're telling a lie...
Telling me: “you are strong, strong! We should be!”
That's all right, maybe even that's fine.
Maybe I am such a pure soul,
Coz you think that my heart never rains,
But I know that I don't love you at all...
So, please: never say never again!
2008 г.
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