Qwerty
Embrace me like a south sand,
For many years you've been friend,
Bring me a river moisture,
Aromas of flowers of nature.
You woke me at dawn,
Kissed my burning hands,
You gave me such sounds
Like music sweet dreams.
Forgive me, dear, gentle,
I can not fly with you ...believe.
Remember there on top of mountain
The first time I fell down, but live.
And the soul has become harder
From the previously unknown pain...
Indifferently silent rocks,
You said me then: "Don't afraid".
And dashed off to other countries
Drunk with their freedom melt,
I then seemed strange
And the distant cry of farewell.
Embrace me, my careless,
Only a minute number of stay,
And then I give eternal
For someone who used to say!
© Copyright: Соня Карамелькина, 2012
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