The wind is blowing on my mind
It’s crying, screaming hole the night,
I’m seeing my tears on the check,
I’m feeling bad, I’m tired, sick.
I dream about you and me,
I want to be with you and see
How wonderful is our life,
I look at clock – about five.
Oh, Gods, please, stop this loudly cry,
I want to sleep, I’m trying… try…
I can’t see you, It’s very hard,
Because you have a lonely heart.
*** Декабрь, 2004г.
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