My blue dreams written in childhood

I can;t to pass for you my feeling
I can;t tell you the first "Hello"!
I am around of the seeling
Four walls, a window, door and floor.

I am alone… I am unhappy…
I need you, dear, need your love!
I;m waiting you, come, make me happy,
I;m waiting you four years or five.

I want to kiss your lips and hair.
My dreams are yellow, pink and blue.
I didn;t knew - when, when and where
I;ll say my favour word: «Люблю!»


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