Alone, alone

Екатерина Синько
Alone, alone...
The words are nothing.
The people passing
Think I am wrong.
So white and bright
The snow is lying...
And someone`s crying
You hear... Night
Is coming... Dark,
My scare is growing.
It`s more than loving,
Where is my luck?..
I`m still alive...
My heart is hitting,
I wait for meeting
The whole my life...