Tatiana Pimenova

The apartment has suffered because of the lack of light,
Because of missing so many people who used to live in.
She has suffered because of a strange reason like the theft of the bike,
She was crying because of some people who were mean.
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I was waiting for love in years,
Despite the pain and the solitude.
Everyone needs someone who cares,
Everyone longs for something good.
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Five minutes before love,
I see the sky above
I see the night above
I feel the tremor in my hands
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Someone like you is so kind,
Believe, it's true I see your light,
That shines from your heart, highlights the day,
Someone like you takes care to say:
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What if death is another life,
Another step on the infinite ladder,
On which we'll always be survived,
Which is destined to make us better.
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I am whispering the words about you, my dear,
It is in my spinning head, I am flying far away,
I am whispering the words, don't let them disappear!
I almost fell in love with this amazing day.
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You deserve the love,
You deserve the fame.
Simply don't give up,
Play again the game!
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You have thought that I am a different person,
Something else than you.
You have thought of the way you have chosen,
If you have chosen truth.
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I know now
That my trouble is like, like a bubble,
A soap bubble that will fade away.
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You thought of a passionate fire but it's just the smoke.
It will be dissolved in gray daily routine.
Don't try to see what is containing within.
Forget of the door to my soul! Do not knock!
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За чувство ты принял случайные всполохи дыма.
Но их унесет будничных дней суета.
Не надо стучаться… мой нежный, хороший, мой милый…
Не надо стучаться мне в душу,
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Yellow moonlight touched your window
Cagily flying in the darkened sky
It is coming from a distant kingdom
It will sing a magic lullaby
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Tastes of life can differ
But when time goes by
We all are fated to wither
We all are fated to die
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I've found light inside you,
I've found even more.
Just like a star you guide me
Towards new magic door.
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Flying in the skies like a bird,
I am seeking
Traces of the love that never ends.
I try catch a sunlight spot.
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Listening the music of the wind
I've been writing my life.
By every work I did, every thing I do,
I add new words to the book of my love
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What's life?
Just consciousness given from outside,
A weird vibration above the gap on the string.
Blinking of far-away stars somewhere behind,
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Try again,

Even if no hope to get over it,
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