Please, see me waiting and crying outside,
The moon in the sky is round and bright,
The frost is drawing pictures in a window frame,
Let me hear again you call my name.
Please, open the door and let me inside,
I know you‘re upset with me, that’s right,
Let me touch with my nose your warm bare foot,
I know: not forever will you be in this mood.
Put your master’s hand on my sorry head
Before you will go to sleep in your bed.
Let us have, my love, our evening talk.
I’ll never again run away on a walk.
Don’t you see falling down the cold winter fog?
Open the door, let in your forgiven dog!
Don’t get me fixed, I won’t run away.
Are you still planning to do it? OY VEY!!!
Please, see me waiting and crying outside...
© Copyright: Аркадий Шляпинтох, 2010
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