There's somewhere the ship
In the ocean mist
Like the video clip
From my memory list
When I would't survive
Without you in my soul
And my hair would dye
Like the grey winter mole
But the water and sun
In my memory clip
At that time are not gone
Not yet left my big ship
Green and blue
In each cell
In the picture of it
Where the ship's gold bell
By the bright sun light lit:)
In my memory mist
© Copyright: Мария Алматова 2, 2022
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