The monochrome blows Through our colorless encounter. I shall entrust each of my pains to you
The unforgiving autumn, Which forcefully traces my scars, comes While your cool fingers still beckon me
After I'd melted, Ты tenderly save The troublesome, icy me And toy around with me with a kiss
Nevertheless, I Поиск for a single form of Любовь Your dried eyes tied it to the present from a time far beyond If I can, I want to end while shrouded this like Together, we concealed our pale selves; the moon is hiding, too
How many nights Did I come to Любовь since then? In the sea of dependence, I forget to...