He didn t come today again... Тамила Гальченко
The moments of joy and passion are independent from fate,
A glass of wine in graceful hands is not the way to celebrate.
Her shiny eyes and lovely smile would not reveal what is behind.
Her dream is taking her away from happiness to darker mind.
She wants to drown the hurtful pain and keep her thoughts and senses clear...
The pain is tearing her apart... the music flows...her silence is mere...
The one who swore to be with her is hiding in the night of shadows...
He didn’t come... just single call... ”I miss you...” no sign of sorrows.
She wants to wait for him again and will believe that life is a present...
Her cold bed is the only place where they were happier together.
She knows everything is a lie, and his words are just deception...
He’s hiding when he’s calling her and whispers coming to her ears,
Like poisons... that silent her... “I love you very much, my dear”.
She’s tied... All her dreams are smoke...and so hard to be a fighter.
She only wants to be embraced and will forget what will be after.
The taste of wine is becoming bitter and nothing will happen here,
The light is off... She has to face the way all dreams will disappear...
Another day will raise again and sadness will be hidden there,
Her smile will cover everything and the world will love her deeper.
http://stihi.ru/2012/11/04/10762
A glass of wine in graceful hands is not the way to celebrate.
Her shiny eyes and lovely smile would not reveal what is behind.
Her dream is taking her away from happiness to darker mind.
She wants to drown the hurtful pain and keep her thoughts and senses clear...
The pain is tearing her apart... the music flows...her silence is mere...
The one who swore to be with her is hiding in the night of shadows...
He didn’t come... just single call... ”I miss you...” no sign of sorrows.
She wants to wait for him again and will believe that life is a present...
Her cold bed is the only place where they were happier together.
She knows everything is a lie, and his words are just deception...
He’s hiding when he’s calling her and whispers coming to her ears,
Like poisons... that silent her... “I love you very much, my dear”.
She’s tied... All her dreams are smoke...and so hard to be a fighter.
She only wants to be embraced and will forget what will be after.
The taste of wine is becoming bitter and nothing will happen here,
The light is off... She has to face the way all dreams will disappear...
Another day will raise again and sadness will be hidden there,
Her smile will cover everything and the world will love her deeper.
http://stihi.ru/2012/11/04/10762
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