I know for sure that I’m not to blame,
That you has turned to love-insane.
Now you try to leave all tears behind,
Try to commit a suicide.
Don’t you know that you’re blind,
Stupid love has dimmed your mind.
See, my darling, you are still young,
There’ll be much time to have a fun.
How can I make you understand,
You have no right to leave this land.
You must live your life in care,
Treat misfortune like nightmare
Good luck always alters bad one,
Soon all the troubles will be done.
So don’t worry that your love
Just took a pause from all that stuff.
I beg you, change your clear mind,
Please, don’t make old heaven cry.
22.11.07
Be smart
© Copyright: Пилипенко Сергей, 2011
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