Let me glance at your face, please –
I am seeking a warm look.
Here I walk through the cold breeze
That flies peacefully to some nook.
I can’t follow it – I’m weak
And invisible like mist…
Fate has played an unpleasant trick
On my heart with its strong fist!..
Will you breathe with me? – One sigh.
I can’t swallow up this air.
I’m a stranger, a passer-by,
And my feet will be always bare,
And my harp with its burst cord…
Doesn’t Lord hear all my praise?
I do not need his best reward –
Just your look full of warm grace…
Let me glance at your face, please...
© Copyright: Анастасия Синицына Воронкова, 2011
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"Just your look full of warm grace" - you have a style)))
Best wishes,
Andriano 22.07.2011 20:56 • Заявить о нарушении
Best wishes,
Andriano 22.07.2011 20:56 • Заявить о нарушении