تلاِعبُ الزِمَن
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الروَح التي تركَها الزِمن تغِدُو علِى أحاسيِسُ المَلل وتآبـهُ أنتشِالُ إلالَم ، أنا الذيَ عاثَ تحتَ عقارٍ ينثرُ الشِلل ، أنا الذِي يعدُ ينتُظرُ أنتِهاء الزمَن، كـالمُنشارِ الِذي يأكُل الخَشب باتِت سَعادتَي كـنُثار الخِشب يرقصُ على ألحِان التعبُ لاعبٍلاً فِوق حبلاً دوِن كَلل من أكوِن ، مَن تلاعبَ بهِ الزمنُ.. رِوايَة..
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I wanna making you laugh, I wanna making you smile. Please do not kill this love, I'm only touched you while You was wondering by my warmth. I don't know what to do without you; So many days ago you brought Small hope into my boring life, too. Blue eyes like an immense ocean, Your first words like a dream. I'm fall in love with you more, However reckless it may seem. My little devilish angel With radiant smile, You are my own danger. I will always stay inside Your hot heart. You taught me, that memories Are never die, So for me it isn't very dangerous. You are here, but at a so long distance Of many kilometers in eternity. Your care and worry about me amazed My heart. Next to you is no adversity. I don't know what to do without you, My first and single soulmate. Don't kill this love, don't kill me too... Our love appeared from my hate. It is a turning point now, So what will you choose? Yes, you don't know, how... But we really cannot lose! ____________ And there is nothing more pleasant yet than to feel the love of a person who hates everyone now. Перевод на русский: https://www.surgebook.com/anastasia_chan/blog/7abtu0i © (Copyright, 2019) ⓝⓞⓡⓐ
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I Saw a Dream
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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.
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