Why are your beatiful big eyes
Dark brown hair and charm face
And slin figure all such nice ?
Why they took first my brain place ?
I liked you with first my sight
But we haven't time for talk
Why we mixed one New-Year's night
And couldn't stop the strucked twelve clock
When I danced with you a little
It was very well to me
I'll remember the night middle
All than were that I could see
If we'll meet at least one time ?
No ! I'mn't yours and you aren't mine !
19820101-19820104
http://stihi.ru/avtor/shyamahm&book=6#6 ("Чужие стихи")
New-Year s night meeting with new girl blues
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