This is only for my soulmate like you
Who are from the same country where I grew
No need to justify yourself with a friend
No need to be different and pretend
I am not afraid of any blame
Please call me by my nickname
I turn around - I hope you are there
I want to meet, my friend, but where?
I often talk to you in my dreams,
I always wonder what it means
It is a sentimental feeling, maybe French
Remembering my freedom on the park bench
Sometimes, I am not sure, why I am here
I wish I could see you, my friend, near
Soulmate friends
© Copyright: Эрнст Миллер, 2016
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