As one

< Anshe



Causeless pohandrit far-fetched,
dive under the blankets in broad daylight.
Wrap the thread of melancholy and sadness
All I ...
I do not want someone else's footprints on the verses,
and tears for others fighting songs.
To us ... to our ... and to us ...
all your ...
Call me a fool natural fools,
Twist the gentle finger to his temple,
and I'm sorry that I sometimes cherecchur
deep ...
But I do not hide behind stones soul,
I'm with similar weather, that behind the doors,
and when I feel bad, and good,
hug ...
A winter for the first time is so short,
I used another winter, instead of heat,
where whispering quietly to his temple:
"Kiss ..."
Inhale to me for the future February,
somewhere in the light leave you sip,
and remember, where we are happy together,
like no ...