I was wearing silk, black dress
You was wearing a light-blue jeans.
Tell me, where is my happiness.
Tell me, where is now my dreams.
Remember, we looked at the yellow stars,
We listened to the singing of moon.
Tell me when will be end of our wars.
When we'll stop? Will it be soon?
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And maybe "When we'll stop?" ;))
Съргъй Писатель-И-Поэт 16.03.2012 18:58 Заявить о нарушении
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