The Tearful Rain

       The tearful rain are just floating off
       And then the tears are missing.
       Oh, when the star will agree to fall
       Down for my future's wishing?

       The clouds are running by gloomy crowd
       With any kind of troubles.
       Oh, when the sunlight will shine in crown
       To bring me luck and flowers?

       But thunder's clapping and I'll be pleased
       To count my life "ab ovo",
       Untill the cuckoo would count my years
       And I would live some more.


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ab ovo))
that's great, my friend)

Яна Марк   15.01.2008 16:45     Заявить о нарушении
Thank You very much for Your attention. Sincerely Yours,

Юрий Розвадовский   16.01.2008 02:25   Заявить о нарушении