Wind not talking anyone. And with you, too...
This blues sounds defiant - tells the truth.
But don't look for answers there or in words,
Without a heart, can't find secrets, even from birds...
It's easy - talk about many things far away...
Honesty is like splashing naked in the water again,
just like the sun that ripens in the sea at sunset...
But fresh stream for everyone answered:
When it seems to us that winter has come,
maybe this is beginning of blossoms plum...
And what seems to be an ice floe -
In fact dew is for beautiful chloe...
Why so many promises and sugary vows?
All the big phrases are nothing compared to rose...
When someone just makes you sincerely
fly,
words are not needed. Only bursts of July...
Whish all loooooove)
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