Beautiful flash can all,
Not everyone is given a beautiful burn out,
And not always we manage to warm.
How terrible it is to grow old in hatred…
Love, flaring up, moved away,
And if in us love already revived,
We'll carry it through the years,
And in the joy of his age we will live.
But if the feelings had died long ago,
You together loneliness is given.
It is more painful, if not one,
Your idol of yesterday became a tyrant.
25.08.2008 G.
All can break out beautifully...
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