When the summer will cry,
I will say you good bay,
But, you'll meet me again and again...
When the spring go away,
I just want you to say,
That I miss for the summer rain...
But, you ever with me,
And forever you'll be
In my heart and my little mind.
If the summer want cry,
Our love will not die,
If you're lost, I will ever find...
From my mind...
© Copyright: Леди Элизабетт, 2008
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