You call me often, we speak more than hour.
And I'm lover for you but you for me I don't know.
You are so far and I have not power.
I want tell you Thank you 'cuase in this is world you ARE.
If will be possible in my heart so deeply to pust your portraits
And i am leave for good memory box of your cigarettes.
We have one connection but here speed is so slow.
And I'm lover for you but you for me I don't know.
You are in Paris, in Moscow is big snow.
And I'm lover for you but you for me tell me who?
If will be possible in my heart so deeply to pust your portraits
And i am leave for good memory box of your cigarettes.
Box of your cigarettes
© Copyright: Милена Броссар-Кораблева, 2005
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