Стихи рыцаря к даме The poem from knight to his la
There is no point in it...
I may be tired, insecure,
Or scary little bit.
But no, I clearly understand,
There is another thing:
I’m taking up my wounded hands,
And going through the ring.
I’m moving straight into the fight,
Tonight I could be dead
But you - is my eternal light,
You never make me sad.
My love for you - is like a game,
But I don’t blame you, dear:
Your voice - is my eternal frame,
You’re holding back my tears.
When sword and shield are broken,
And shells are lost and holed,
I’m whisper what you’ve spoken:
“A reason - just to hold.”
There is a greatest feeling -
I don’t feel any pain.
When you, my timeless meaning,
Come hug me once again...
I don’t believe these humans,
I hate their rules and laws.
But fuck this silly rumors -
I wanna just be yours.
Please, take my hand, my honey,
We can be free for now,
We don’t need fame and money,
We can run out of town!
The knight - and his own lady,
It would be greatest fate!
So please, come closer, maybe?
Your lips so sweet to taste...
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