A smile is shining on your pretty face,
You brighten all the things you look upon.
But I would like that smile to erase,
And I would like that brightness to be gone.
You always seem so happy, so naive,
You truly are the star of warmth and light.
I do feel sadness every time I watch you leave,
But somehow in my soul I love the night.
I love the nightly stars that dot the sky,
I love the Moon that gives a tender shine.
I love your absence, please don’t ask me why,
I hate you, yet I want you to be mine.
I long for warmth that you can give away,
I promise, I no longer shall be shy.
I’ll open up to you, just look my way,
My cruel Sun, the devil of July…
Sun
© Copyright: Шуйский, 2005
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