Later in the year
will be complications.
Now, inherit joy of angry blizzard outside.
Dusting sandy castles, not believing in the tide.
Later in the year
will be complications.
Please, don't hold the grudge against existense and red wine.
You were almost right, I miss your smile, I'm out of line.
Toying with your ring,
stare at the horizon.
How could I have moved the smallest atom in your soul?
Endlessly confined with something golden, that I stole.
Oh, my tender fox, I was as blind as a mole.
Is it late to shed a tear?
Care to write me back at Christmas?
Hey, I might just want a little drama to set free?
Put it with the bicycle along under the tree.
But why I'm never able then to rigidly decree,
that your touch is just the past?
Stop attracting moonlight.
Stop attracting moonlight.
Damn it, stop attracting moonlight.
Letter to The Other Side of The Earth
© Copyright: Артем Хабипов, 2016
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