I want to hold you in my hands
And never let us fall apart.
May dancing trees reveal to you
The song of of a voiceless heart.
Through the lawns
of my blooming love
I'm running to your soothing eyes
Don't you know
that i laught and cry
On the steps of the shrine of your smile.
(на мотив Greensleeves)
I want to hold you in my hands
© Copyright: Белова Мария, 2008
Свидетельство о публикации №108120900846
Свидетельство о публикации №108120900846
Рецензии