Love/
I feel I dote you
But you have not got about it
I must say you it
But I can only to cry
***
They talk:
Oh, a poor little thing
They never nothing know
They can not understand
They have not feelings…
***
O, yes, I am the only thing
in this whole world
But I do not allow them
Forbid me dote!
***
When night will be descending
And town`s festivity will be subsiding
I will be creeping out of hell.
Moon`s light will be burning to my eyes
But it will be not forbidding me found of you!
***
Then I shall be coming
You will be slumbering
Warm wind will have dabbed your eyelashes
At the moment then I see you.
***
Silk will be covering my heart
Your quiet breath will be
frightening out my dreams
And in this moment in the universe
Two bright stars will be encountering.

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