Look at my eyes, mio tesoro… What do you see?
If there are passion and fire or boundless gulf?
I missed the point when my heart got unguarded enough –
Prize for a conqueror that you were going to be.
Let me erase all the thoughts dedicated to you,
Let me be thoroughly free, as I used to before…
You’re my obsession… But what are you given me for?
I’m blazing like Phoenix without any chance to renew.
Please, let me fly! You can make such a fabulous gift:
No one but you have a power to teach me again.
Don’t let me think all we ever have done was in vain –
I’ve got so terribly tired of being on the drift.
Look at my eyes, mio tigre… It’s easy to burn
While warm-blood rivers are fervently flowing inside.
I’m still alive! I am here and have nothing to hide…
The die has been cast and accepted… So now it’s your turn.
It s your turn
© Copyright: Ксения Скворцова, 2017
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