We grow apart. Oh, please, wake it up
Till we mix up in potion with omissions and lie,
We’re loosing touch. Oh, please, don’t cry
Till we admit to each other that we won’t last.
Oh, do you remember still the old times
When we can feel each other and really love?
Your dress, your smell, our fingers intertwined…
Till you disappeared. Till we grew apart.
One’s already come up with interstellar flights,
People don’t have to survive on the planet Mars.
I was imagining the whole world’ll be kind
Till we fell silent. Till we closed our hearts.
Till we closed our hearts
© Copyright: Марк Волжский, 2024
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