Вариант на русском - "Ранка":
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On my skin a little wound is you.
Healed itself, the tissue has renewed.
Ever since my love for you arose,
Has the cut been cured like I supposed?
I'll take off the bandage, rind the crust
Just to take a look - does blood still gust?
As if I forgot: with gloom and fear
Poured on it each night a dose of tears.
Gently I will check if there's still pain.
We're a mess - this way it will remain.
Like today, I'll stare at it afar
And tear off - it won't become a scar.
Every time it is about to heal,
I'll remember what I used to feel.
We'll forever be here with each other -
You're my wound that's never to recover.
Wound
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