Love, I am still here...
Lovers do not speak,
Not one bad word.
They are happy and so,
This is their struggle against all evil.
As dead silent,
Happiness and peace from them,
And it means, finally home.
Wherever love is gone,
The heart is man,
She comes back and everything will be smoothly.
And do not go away, the one who waits,
For you will overcome, he anguish and torment,
To find peace, to meet with you,
Survive it cold boredom ...
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