At the bottom of your pupils
I saw the sun and love.
You repeat again,
What leave.
I know only one thing
To me, you will never die.
Night, the moon
Crept silent rain,
Sitting on the floor,
Wailing beer drinking.
And if I leave,
You know only one
For you I never die.
I never die
© Copyright: Иван Земляков, 2017
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