So this is the day
For going away
But I write to you
So this is the sound
To scream it out
But I write to you
Ou, can you believe
In eternal forgiveness
When I write to you
Guy, can you explain
What does mean my name
When I come to you
So feel it now
I’m right on my own
When I write to you
I’m ill with my sense
And now have no chance
But I write to You
when I write
© Copyright: Елизавета Лещенко, 2010
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