In light of dying day my love is cry.
You simply me said that feels down fly.
I could not believe in it and has asked why?
But you is only smile,
Inside of heart cold…
Only cruelty of fog…
I wanted to see death,
But paradox of interest,
Has not given me to cut off the life.
I survived and I hate your glass eyes!
Which protect falseness of love,
And promises of paradise god.
I shall never trust you more!
Beauty and purity forever are dead in world…
In farewell I will give you -
The last chapters of my fable about you.
And I vow on the broken soul,
What I never will a stone as you.
In light of dying day
© Copyright: Антуан Мальери, 2006
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