Текст песни Кэтлин Мистраль - Мои стихи больны тобой..

My poems are sick of you
And you know , there would be marvelous ,
When you, I again and again
So tenderly I call sweet .
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Another Look at yourself fishing
He loved me so much , but still
At our meetings, I am silent .
It is only for me passer .
I feel sorry for him, I understand
And it all recognize myself .
I reject his feelings ,
But I'm afraid of this itself .
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You see , my dear , as it happens ,
And I'm still on your cheekbones.
My city , listening to the cries
All because I love so much.