my Italian song
My Visa to th’ country of love
It can take all my time lifelong
To learn the song stated above
With him I knew Italian passion
Feeling awe, and trembling legs
As in the crater of Vesuvius, in his jaws ashen
He helped awaken this lava of sense
Maybe for you I’m a piece of pizza:
For a couple of minutes of pleasure.
You’re for me - never falling Pisa
I'm for you – just antidepressive measure
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только Вы уверены в "helped awaken"? helped to awake?
Nevertheless, it was a pleasure to read your poem, thank you.
Юлия Азорова 08.06.2013 19:10 Заявить о нарушении
Тина Криско 08.06.2013 19:40 Заявить о нарушении