If you break my heart
and delete the smile
behind dark deep eyes,
pray for you will not stop ...
Sorrow , will not take away
all earth colors of the rainbow, from the face...
Sun in the hair will not mar like
dark night, even
though the night will stay restless, long,
too long ...without dreams...
No, I will not pledge with the same force.
Such a thing does not exist when
you wait to long…
it is vain , stupid, silence
with a word to hit ...
Never, I will call.
Word to word, eye to eye,
they will never meet, each other...
and tear's Chapel,
will become a stone ...
All will gone with winds ,
only sharp stone on the coast, lonely oaks,
proudly will sway still ...
And thought, still
will be obsessed with tomorrow ...
although tomorrow will not exist.
It will Always be a yesterday.
Seven hills and seven valleys,
and Tomorrow night,
wil hide what
you will never have and
you will always miss.
Tomorrow will be a new day,
who knows what tomorrow brings,
and what destiny is written.
not so long ago described in March,
as the brightest star.
Sealed With the kiss.
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