The bright star of my heart,
Please, shine forever, shine
When things are going hard
And everything is not fine.
The flower of my soul,
Please, bloom and never die.
I want to give my all
To someone who won’t lie.
The wind, please, free my wings
And let me fly away
There where my spring is,
Somewhere far away.
One day, I know, my dream
Will finally come true.
And I will say to him:
“My darling, I’m with you…”
April 5, 2012.
The bright star of my heart
© Copyright: Ольга Посохова, 2012
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