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Михаил Боровков Михаил Боровков 
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To The Guy From Denmark(poem)

This spring came and went Like a steady rain That wanders all day Shows us his sorrow and cries out his pain Then runs away runs away.. I"m in love with this rain And in love with the man Who lives far away Far away from this land He doesn even know who I am He might be alone Sitting at home Thinking that nobody needs anymore his heart and his soul As if it was autumn so grey is outside and wind tries to blow up the window to get in, to find out his bed and to fill it with leafs and with flowers She will come with this wind And will have sweet taste And cinnamon lips Will be kissing his face He"ll close his eyes And open his heart so that girl will fill up the emptiness warm up his soul And stay there forever i wish i was her
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