Two worlds are touching each other softly,
So softly that they can hardly breathe,
Like trees are touching each other’s leaves,
Two worlds are touching each other softly.
You’re just an image of my caprice,
You make me smile when I’m lonely,
And I can whisper to you “If only!”
“If only I could achieve your leaves!”
Two worlds are touching each other softly,
They feel the warmth like a gentle breeze,
They’ve opened borders, they’ve dried their tears,
Who stops them touching each other softly?
Two worlds are touching each other softly
© Copyright: Вика Егорова, 2011
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