Embrace, warm ... And let go at will ...
And I repeat myself "will turn out, let"
last touch of hands and a quick glance
And in my head of memories fotoryad.
Here is our sun, our star, our sea
Here is our happiness, our joy, our sorrow
and head and share a lot of the legends we
Here you are approaching the end of the film and the end.
Embrace ... I stroke her hair
and tears in his eyes
Release ... I want to shout
And blame myself.
kiss gently, giving the latter Heat
give it to you, take it yours
and on the lips last breath keeping
you whisper "I'm sorry ... I'm sorry .."
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