The song of my love
I give you my hand.
Kiss your lips, my unhallowed part
But i spent my feelings.Spent.
Without you- i can't live
Without us- the world can't smile.
I suffer, but even so i believe,
That my love will never die.
Moscow will cry.
pains will say "Good by"
Our soul will fly.
And i'll recieve your best reply. (A.R)
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