She would write a song about
How nice to be together, together.
He will listen, shut up,
Will, a smoke,
What a heart grieves, it hurts.
He knows one thing, in the beginning only painful and difficult.
All variables, attitudes have changed,
To myself and people around,
The feelings welling up, a new circle
It makes no sense to think, "When?"
So it was ... will always,
Ongoing internal chain of rebirths,
Will it never ending,
Until will not live without sins.
For every folly, is the soul while living in hell,
He believes life hours each countdown
It is from this, not sleeping, watching and waiting for the arrow,
Can have time, rush, come,
All realized completely different,
Repentance full, ask for forgiveness.
Do not be able to deny it,
And even in his heaven will love.
And even in his heaven will love
© Copyright: Иван Земляков, 2017
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