I’d like to live with out a soul...
Like wind, that always calmly blow.
With out my fillings - brain is strong,
And foolish minds don’t get me bore.
I’d like to live with out a soul...
Like flowers, wonderfully grow.
With out all sense that always wrong,
Be star inside that greyly smoke.
I’d like to live with out a soul...
Like picture, that for me you drown.
With out your love, with out that work,
The time for simple free has come!
I’d like to live...but not alone
I’d to live with heard, with soul,
I’d like to smell that quietly wind,
I’d like to feel, I’d like to live...
live with out a soul...
© Copyright: Анна Корогодина, 2006
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