Let moon beneath a starry sky
Be bright and let her freely fly
In a soft night of July.
Half-lost in sweet dream I still hear
Those magic words, they are so near
In my dreams, they are always here.
And in the darkness there’s a light
Of million stars and butterflies,
Thrown in a soft night of July.
Warm breeze of night will touch my hand
And I will dream of Wonderland,
A sweet dream I cannot withstand
That night will lose itself in time
As memories go and wishes die,
But I’ll remember every sight
Of that soft night of July.
A soft night of July
© Copyright: Александрова Виктория, 2013
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