Recentlly, I was revilling in your heady pain
I'd wished and you become a ballerine, daile as a Golem
I was afraid of using strings and the cane
Your suffering becomes my primary problem
I'd wished to enjoy of your infinite prostration
But somehow I was scared by my sensation
I was badly hurt by your strange glance
And went up in smoke our routine romance
'What's happend?'- I asked my dear doll
'Is it an illness? Why do I fall?'
The weary smile appeared at her pretty but pale face
'Love'- doll replayed and gone. I wanted my sense being erase
I didn't feel brave enough to stare at your eyes
I tried to read the fortune for hours. Was it wise?
I even was afraid of doing a breathe. Could I be a tier?
Now I m your marionette and you are my puppepeer
Оригинал - Владимир Ланин
ПЕревод - Мадлен.
Puppepeer. Vladimir Lanin
© Copyright: Мадлен Перевод, 2013
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