The wing of the butterfly has broken a flower Shout ot the child has destroyed mother Only a ghost living among live Madly young maiden loved. These torments burn its flesh The love has created sincere splash It silently perishes and lives Dream protects as if keys.
Illusive love in me Kills me painfully slowly What to do — prompt To exist I so I do not want.
He soared on a city Was with another she He damned the love Damned what has not done. In dead heart a melody It is a voice of the divine rhapsody The girl only quickly died away Living it is grey every day.
Illusive love in me Kills me painfully slowly What to do — prompt To exist I so I do not want.
Having seen of her soul in Paradise The ghost has cloused eyes To it became nice Now both of them in Paradise.
Illusive love in me Kills me painfully slowly What to do — prompt To exist I so I do not want.
i've got it. In first part of poem you've got only point. Looks like, i saw something like that some days ago. Was it the same author? I'd ilke to read the same on Russian, it's too difficult 4 me. But, even i had not so much mark in English, i liked it.
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