On a stone shelf
between the two frames
of color you and I are together
, there is a beautiful picture of you, the
inlay in
the fence is empty of sorrow,
even in death, I do not get a fever, the
color of mourning is my
reflection, on the contrary, I love you the most,
because I still love you, dear
God, whoever sees me and without you,
sit on the soil of my heart, like me, my
heart is in love,
my heart is the most in love with
you, this is
my sect with you. You are the same,
you are at the height of carelessness,
free from suffering and boredom, you do
not know that the heart of love
is not with you
, your gaze
is tired of me, I have time
to sit next to you,
even in an empty frame,
my reflection is the most lovely,
because I still love you, dear
God, whoever sees me and without you,
sit on the soil of my heart like me, my
heart is the most in love
with you, this is
my sect with you. Thats all,
you dont know at the height of carelessness,
free from suffering and boredom
, the heart of the lover
is not excited with you, your cuteness is looking at me, tired, I have
time
to sit next to you,
even in an empty frame,
my picture is the most lovely, on the contrary, I love you the most,
because I still love you, dear
God, whoever sees me and without you,
sit on the soil of my heart like me,
my heart is in love the
most, my heart is the most in love with
you
, this is the sect I am with you, my heart is the same, my heart is with you, my sect
is with you, my
sect is with you...
