4 February 2014
Someone may say to you
One day someone will be able to ask
Why you wasted so much time
With a man like me.
One day you will hear from others
That I have changed your life for the worse,
That everything that I told you
It was just the result of a sick imagination.
One day you will believe
You are left alone because of me,
And the man with whom you will live
Quarrel for pure jealousy.
So, you'll go to the banks of the river
And sitting on its side
You will see the birth of a flower
Where your tears are falling
In your silent crying of love.
(Mikhail Lermontov- copyright - Misha2014)
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