These days without us... and nights...
New morning Sun again raise...
The Time has stopped and doesn't move...
What else must help the love to prove???
Without words... without touch...
Too much, my dear that's too much...
Among the men - like in desert...
The Time-is long, the Life -is short!
One more day died .... the night was born....
Too long , my dear, that's too long...
Too long...
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