I’m not yours, I’m of my own,
With you, without - I’m alone.
A woman hanging here around,
What are doing in my home?
We’re both locked, you are my fate,
I cannot beg, I cannot wait.
What are you doing in my living?
I want you me to liberate.
Catch how much you’ll have instead.
I’m tired cause your love is dead.
That smell of death I cannot bear,
So what are you doing in my bed?
You - so beautiful and smart,
What are you doing in my heart?
Bird in my cage - I let you out.
Be free. Be singing. Be apart.
Be free
© Copyright: Виктор Ковязин, 2011
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