I'm waiting, hoping,
I'm begging,
I conjure,
I'm getting on my knees,
And how,
I'm already spinning in the frying pan…
I pray for you,
I conjure,
After all , Pskov,
Without you, everything disappears,
You're a delight,
And the real heart is a joy!
I dedicate a new verse to you, I
hope to see you in September,
And don't go crazy,
In this void!!!
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© Copyright: Александр Псковский, 2022
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