Boys are puffing bigger bubbles.
Girls are looking for the troubles.
Men are walking down pit.
Here you are the one I need.
Old City in background.
Hundreds years are going round.
Blood was pouring on the streets.
Still you are the one I need.
Wars bring worries thousand times.
Warriors turn to dirt and slime.
Next the gardens grow and glow.
Time is crushing even stone.
Mars, the Star, changes Venus Star.
Shooting stars start falling far and far.
Dirty roads. Desert winds.
Still you are the one I need
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Jungle swamps or rocky hills.
Swarming monsters roar beneath.
Still, breath to breath in unison.
Same soft feeling. No sin.
Boys are puffing bigger bubbles
© Copyright: Александр Кавокин, 2017
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