Do nоt take me for granted,
Fight to earn my each second
Or else list me as “Wanted”
’Cause I’ll no longer be present.
Remember our shared minutes
As if seen through a crystal.
My patience has reached its limit –
There’s no need to be wistful.
For my love – it is precious...
So don’t take me for granted,
Or else yearn for my kisses
And pronounce me as “Wanted”.