The heart is beating in its rhyme,
When you do shout,
When you smile...
Tuck, tuck, tuck, tuck...
When you do go,
When you sleep,
Your heart is beating in the deep
Of bosom, which was done
By force of Universe one time...
Tuck, tuck, tuck, tuck...
The heart is lovely,
Then it is sad,
Full of desires,
Full of that
The mystical such Dream of Living,
Which could be seen,
But hardly given
To others.
Everybody have
Their own heart,
Beating in chest...
Tuck, tuck, tuck, tuck...
The heart
© Copyright: Людмила 31, 2010
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