Drops of tears on the platform

The day of pray, the day of darkness,
I saw your face in the window of the train,
It's hard to live, without of your shadow,
It's hard to breath without your face.

When I was standing at the platform,
One little dove was standing next me,
Quivering heart, was beating stronger
Than any human heart, belive!

The sky was dark, unfriendly and distrustful,
The question: "Why?" was lost in this swamp,
I hate this rails, this sleepers and this platform.
I want to hold your hand, and go away with you.
10/01/11
Amsterdam,Nederlands


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