Still in the winter nights
I sit beside a fireplace,
Still in the summer morning
I walk a coastline...lonely.
Please, I don't wanna hear your "no",
Don't say it now, and I'll go.
I take it so hard
In this autumn hour,
It's a little break-apart,
I'm nightingale without my flower...
Seasons
© Copyright: Дитрих Даркер, 2016
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