piatok 9. apríla 2010

Alone

O, my sweet loneliness,
you made my time extends.
Because the girl who I love
every time I meet, she pulls me down.

My blue days will never ends
when you are not in my hands,
when you are chatting silently
everybody in the room, except me.

I'm sorry but I love you so much
but if you want, I wouldn't be in touch
I will leave to some other place
and you won't see my sad, sad face.

But every second I will try
remember every your little cry
every smile found on your face
will heat up my exile place.

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