I have to go I beg your pardon
I beg your pardon,
Neither a friend now, nor a foe.
I have to go,
I beg your pardon,
It doesn’t hurt me anymore.
No love I feel I felt before
And I could say a lot of things,
But won’t prolong the pain it brings,
We’ll meet someday on other shore…
(Москва, 2005)
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