The blue flowers of my young dreams,
Clouds, clear sky, dreams,
Shaded eyes of unearthly beauty
The colors of the sea are yours. Lips are scarlet roses.
My God, as in that year I was good!
Miracle girl with a fine waist.
And my soul rushed to love,
Subordinate to the melody of the bell ....
Author: Markina Z.
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