Miss...
So... on heart of bitterly...
Not delights the flowers, even the sun.
Another day of spring and June star
Look a miracle in the window.
Miss...
We're not together again...
Not to call us in the happiness of summer.
Am night one-on-one conversation
And fly winch to the world.
Miss...
Silently. Without hysterics...
Solace rummaging through the rhymes.
Silence falls on the paper
Too restrained and docile.
Miss...
I do not regret the words...
Let him mark the path in the sky,
It's like a silk thread...
Somewhere out there waiting for me... swan.