You cry? It makes no difference for me.
I always love you the same.
You were sleeping on my knee,
I remember, and in my soul it's pain.
I want to hug you like a spider.
I want you to receive my love.
Instead of many people now like you,
My current feelings are above.
I gave you presents. Many flowers.
The Cupid's arrow shot my heart.
Oh, dear, let's be not death owls!
And if you not hear, I will go to bar.
I want to hug you like a spider.
I want you to receive my love.
Instead of many people now like you,
My current feelings are above.
About love. Simple and tasteful
© Copyright: Алексей Ткачев 3, 2017
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