Wind is shining, like a light.
Rain are going like a child,
Witch are walking on the srteet;
And i listen jungle beat.
Autumn falling golden leaf,
Dogs are eating bloody beaf.
All my life is sorrow wind,
Would you like a cup of tea (with mint)?
Promise me, that you my love:
Give me picture with white dove.
Dance me dance me dance me dance, -
And fogive me all my sense...
5/X 2022
Wind
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