Winter evening and I’m waiting for you
Snowflakes are so white and so pure
Only for you all these roses with love
Give me your smile and it will be enough
Oh, poor roses, you must believe
It’s cold and they’re frozen on Christmas Eve
Oh, tell me please what I should say
To show my love and make you stay
You’re so nice, I want hold you and kiss
I confess that you are in my dreams
But the snow’s falling and melting so fast
Cause it doesn’t care what happens with us.
Roses
© Copyright: Татьяна Пивоварофф, 2011
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