MY UKRAINIAN PRINCESS
She’s a Ukrainian girl.
He’s a handsome guy.
Life has been in a whirl and
Never did they fly that high.
Singing guitars were bridging hearts,
Singing was ‘ part of her.
No one believed that love heals scars,
No one loved them so before.
Strange as it seems it came to them:
People are not always that nice.
Who will be there for you like your friend?
Players had chosen the dice
Tossing and turning all night
Never having a chance for success
Hungry will go trough darkness and light
To seek their Ukrainian Princess…
My Ukrainian Princess
© Copyright: Александра Трифонова, 2004
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