In this cold, winter evening,
Soul my sings songs about love!
And lines from a song heartfelt,
To you, sweet one I want to pass!
you became my muse, so not жданно,
That simply not probably!
From your warm and nice smile,
The cold of this winter is not frightful me!
From your tender voice,
Hurrying the heart of бьетса!
you are wonderful, tender, charming,
To me with you simply very well!!!
( Author: Shepherd Sergey )
Muse My
© Copyright: Сергей Чабан, 2014
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