One day, in a June, early morning
I met you, my new fairy tale.
This meeting was suddenly. Calling,
Like beautiful film, any way.
You looked at me careful, quiet.
We were far away, far away...
You smiled at me every one night,
So lovely my guy from Norway.
Your life is strong wind and high waves,
My life - only poems and sun.
I know, it is not of my case,
Would like you to try with someone?
Please, stéal me, please, táke me. Let's travel !
Across every sea, every sea...
May be you are happy, however,
You've never been happy with me.
I asked and so wanted, but vainly !
You called me a sweet fairy tale.
You know, in my town now so rainy...
And you're so alone in hotel.
This meeting was suddenly morning.
Your life is strong wind and high waves.
We drank tasty wine, which is calling,
So sad about story "red grapes"...
15.07.16
15:30
One day
© Copyright: Екатерина Золкина, 2016
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