Still Loving

Мёртвая Птица
One hundred words

You say every day.

One hundred voices

I hear just today.

I’m standing here now,

You can’t see me.

When you’ll ask me “How?”,

I won’t be free.

Tomorrow we’ll stay –

Just you and me.

It won’t be rain,

But I will be.

You’ll ask me “Why?”.

I will hear it.

You will just try,

Just to see it.

I understand,

It is your life.

No, ‘cause I can’t,

It isn’t lie.

So, you must go

Only from my world.

I will follow.

It will be cold.

You don’t understand,

How can I live.

This is my land,

I won’t be free.

Don’t follow me!

You can’t be there!

I just can see

You’re out of there.

You are with me

So, I still miss.

And you must be,

I weight for a kiss.

You follow me,

Know I still love.

You will be free,

But my love still burns.


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