I want to cry,
I want to die,
We’ve split apart without a goodbye.
You were my pride,
A beautiful guide,
Now there is nothing by my side!
I walk and walk to find a clue;
It doesn’t get into my mind,
That I will never be with you,
We can’t anything rewind!
I gave you love,
My precious stuff,
Been always gentle,
Never rough.
I carry on in spite of dawn,
That drowns my soul into the moan...
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The parting
© Copyright: Альберт Кордина, 2013
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