My thoughts are pressing. Life is lession.
And every day as well as bell.
At any colour's any weather,
At any word it's any spell.
The people around there are different.
The people around rather like...
I can not want to be old dream's friend
For you, my friend, my dear sike...
I'm here only, you are there...
And What is it? What shall we do?
I can not smiling, I don't smell are
The wind, the ocean,the sky too...
But we have sun above the feeling,
The sun is only one for us.
And I am waiting you are willing
To be forever lover's chance.
The time get out. I am sitting
I sing my song about you...
And time has fallen as my meeting
Without you, without you...
Without you
© Copyright: Иоланта Сержантова, 2017
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