Make me laugh, then make me cry.
Can't forget you, but still try.
I have lost my way at night -
All my life is constant fight.
Gentle shoulders, pretty face...
Every movement's full of grace.
All the stars are in your eyes,
But to them I'll never rise.
Fixed, repaired - I'm okay.
I believe that it's my day.
We'll be dancing all the night:
I, the shadow, and you, light.
To my Light
© Copyright: Иван Кунташов, 2011
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