Don t smoke my space - англ
Don't seek, at the smoke of hyperspace,
I'm just going to ask you to stay,
the last time and a nothing else.
If you don't want, take off the stars above,
but please, disappear in this case forever,
You are always wasn't like everyone.
Your star had been rising up from heaven.
Uneasy to meet new sunrise alone,
goes away slowly light blue night,
which had missed, with my last "Hi!"
Still remains silent goodbyes in reply.
Our trip ended long ago,
The last cigarette had burned down to the filter.
Finally become free. In the darkness will go,
You and Me, our ways is now very different.
If you want come to me, some day, with a clear sky,
on a cloudless, windless and dry.
Remember, our fates can't intertwine next time,
I just hope, you will say, you are fine.
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