Talk to me, please.
Or say you don't want to.
Bear the burden to the end of the days.
Feel all the pain I've taken to go through.
Wait till the time gets patina and haze.
Keep all the things very simple and low,
Charge soul’ cells at just needed degree.
I’ll accept everything.
I am letting you go
on the road you’re headed
through my feelings debris.
You’ll find what you need, no doubts.
Life goes
through hurts and obstructions –
la vie merveilleux.
I’ll take it as is.
Dream hasn't disposed
nor words from the bottom of heart:
I love you. |
I know she wants to
всего лишь слова
это просто, поверь
after you'll breathe
cпокойно, свободно
there's both enter and exit
through the same ... дверь
Hi, there, Al!