Little Lizzy Queen,
Where do you live?
In the cutest sorrow
Or in crazy dream?
See you every day at night
Going to the roses garden.
Sitting on the road,
Playing cards and gold.
Your mind is full of strength,
You`re like a little lion.
Every starts you turn to fight
And dying, dying, dying.
Naughty Lizzy Queen,
Keep your stones in pocket.
Let your mom closing the door
Till one day I knock it.
Oh, my Lizzy Queen,
You`re a tender seagull.
Just I come, - your fear grows up,
Teasing girl in mirror.
I know, we`re so naive,
And stop this aimless danger.
My rose is close to you, just see.
Wake up in calm surrender.
Lizzy Queen
© Copyright: Елена Давыдовская, 2017
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