Night brings subtle, gentle feeling,
Like the sweet one from your glance.
And I lay alone, dreaming
Of a world where we could dance.
In that world would've been no fear
That one's love can blight or die.
And you know, my darling dear,
That I'll never tell a lie.
I believe, one day, together,
We'll discover that Dreamland.
Just belove me. And whatever
Happens then, brings pain to end.
Honey, come, and let me kiss you,
Let the wind take us away.
Just imagine, how I miss your
Mead o'lips I knew one day?
We've been childish, we've been silly -
That's what lovers always are.
But you know that's why I'm near
And will never leave my star.
Dreamland
© Copyright: Иван Кунташов, 2015
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