Твои глаза цвета волшебного леса...

I was dying in your room at night,
When you wasn't heard and was sleeping.
You didn't see me in the dark,
You don't know somebody isn't breathing.

I was dying and keeping in mind
Your hands, your skin, my lovely sort...
Your eyes have color of magic forest
No one else will tell you about it.


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