Stiletto heels, a distant light…
But my heart beats in time,
Pounding through the rain…
The city shimmers,
I walk toward the lights,
Where each step is the rhythm.
Mascara's run,
And the rain swirls around me.
Only the rain, this honest rain.
The lights are calling… But "No!"
The lights are calling… But "No"
The lights are close now,
"No!" (No)
"The lights are close now… 'No'."
Heels on the asphalt—
Mascara like pain of years gone by,
The city calls,
But I answer only "No".
Though the shoes are tight, my heart stays open,
I walk not toward the light—I am the light!…
My answer is "No"…
The Only No
© Copyright: Наталья Звонкова, 2026
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