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Мерси, Ян!:)<br />Мерси, Ян!Радосвета Аврамова (caribiana)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13165932150494540765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2984806401118681918.post-63239990790865218332010-01-12T00:08:53.148+02:002010-01-12T00:08:53.148+02:00It's possible ...
"...where the birds ar...It's possible ...<br /><br />"...where the birds are very quiet<br />and Moon dust sprinkles over<br />Where have you been ...?<br />were you happy (or were you sober...?)"<br />(Tonika SV)<br /><br />Where am I ? Even I ... do not know...<br />I don't know who I am I am another<br />Above me - the Moon invisibly flows<br />giving birth to butterflies , all of a sudden<br />Stars aren't asleep, they tenderly twinkle<br />dressed into their light summer clothes<br />and in the silence that the night lingers<br />something enchants me , a whispering flow<br />I don't know where I am ... maybe the place <br />where Moon sprinkles its dust above me<br />In a sudden soft dream , made of pure love<br />after which I become even more happy ...yanbibiyanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11981988288342513238noreply@blogger.com