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Urban night falls into silence.
Outside a street is clear.
No sounds of the sirens
I can hear with my dear.
With a glance - no more is needed -
She can understand me always.
Gates of paradise are ceded,
Open to my soul's hallways.
A messenger of God she is.
I often saw her in night dreams.
Created by the heaven's schemes,
A messenger of God she is.
A messenger of God she is
When she accepts my tender kiss.
For love like this I'm on my knees.
A messenger of God she is.
It’s for her a vernal rainfall
And sunshine above the planet.
I don't know what means 'painful'.
Bliss is solid as the granite.
Like in fairy tales I now
Live with her with joy and pleasure.
And before the sky I vow
To adore my only treasure.
Стас Михайлов - Посланница небес. Messenger of God
© Copyright: Эдуард Лейтман, 2015
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