The rain in my mind, in my soul and around…
And I… like this rain look in darkness again…
Sometimes I so want do not come back to my feelings…
But heart of the rain speaks that I must to stay…
So painfully words touch my soul in the evenings…
I think that my death will can save me one day…
Sometimes I forget all my thoughts and my feelings…
But heart of the rain speaks that I must to stay…
The moon in the night tells me wonderful stories…
And I in the garden with flowers will stay…
Sometimes I so hate all these terrible feelings…
But heart of the rain speaks that I must to stay…
The rain in my mind, in my soul and around…
And I… like this rain look in darkness again…
So cruel these feelings kill me… and so softly…
But heart of the rain speaks that I must to stay…
The heart of the rain
© Copyright: Марьяна Торгова, 2016
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