Lyrics First Love, In the Night Garden

In the Night Garden

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Stretches of quiet river

Garden, flavors drunk

There footpath from porch

We are led on the side of the day.

There's a breeze playfully tore

With apple blossom lace,

They sighed and shyly

Barely swaying branches.

Sunset, Dawn walking with scarlet,

She took out a tape streamer,

She blushed, blazed,

A necklace of evening dew

Nadel-violet impatiens,

Whispered beautiful words,

She velvet spread at his feet ...

You're on my dress lace

Hand shaking clenched jokingly,

Corrected a thin belt,

The moon in the sky lonely

Luminaries us a breeze

Lay on the branches of apple white,

During the day I am running about, tired,

You hugged me clumsily -

I love the garden we conjured.

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My favorite as I wait our meeting!

As hurry seconds careless running!

I want that on the table burning candles,

And outside the window snow was falling again.

I want you to embarrassed silence,

Unable to tell me about the feelings,

To have attracted silk bedspreads,

But chastity is asked to wait,

I want the whole world of lived moments

At your feet the spoils of folded,

Himself instead take only pleasure,

That morning, an hour of separation through.

Author Eleni Kerr

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Moon touches the sea waves carelessly,
A pleasant breeze gently caressed ...
On the bank he gave me hope
The little girl, I dreamed of! ..

We held hands very gently
And walking barefoot on the sand ...
It seemed to me absolutely boundless happiness -
We relish kissing on the shore!

I prayed for dawn to rush
And give me time to be with you ...
To enjoy plenty of night
You caressing, like sand surf ...

We enjoyed the night until dawn,
And in the morning, falling asleep on the sand,
I am the gentle, the first ray of light
Love gave you one!

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It was a beautiful, wonderful dream -
I dreamed that I was back with you next ...
And heart pounded in unison,
And doubts melted away from those ...

You were beautiful, as always ...
I was afraid to wake up in the morning,
That though in a dream, at least sometimes
Could you I affectionately touch ...

But you're not alienated,
On the contrary - the desire expressed ...
And even I smiled at me love
And the guests invited for a short while ...

And in the morning I woke up and, fearing
Eyes open no longer in a hurry ...
You lay there and laughing,
He proposed to continue the relationship.

I only realized the serious,
That it was not a dream, but Providence ...
I've long been looking for you,
To give love and inspiration!

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Stroll to you, I sought
I was waiting for you on the sixth floor ...
Yesterday, accidentally fell in love with -
Today I go on a date already ...

Ceremonial dressed ... flowers and chocolates ...
Dreams of you and smile in his eyes ...
I love both of our hearts warmed
And I now uneasy timidity and fear ...

Steps, floors ... even fly,
I run faster, to see you ...
Let everyone know on the planet today,
What I loved in vain for you ...

Her secret door ... to the bell push ...
And adjusting his tie, put on a smile ...
You open the door: Well, hello, my dear!
I see you very much wanted! ..

Ctihi about the life and fate of Latter-day Saints lie Playing with destiny

Modern ctihi about life and fate

Holy lie

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In a hand holding a knife, and said the flower?

Do you believe her? Pinned on his chest?

Cap ... Cap ... what is it? Blood? Petal?

Opened the gates of heaven, go!

Do you hear the singing? - Meet the wait.

Nope road? The gulf is one?

So for her, the angels and live!

Apple promised naeshsya full.

No, do not expel, not a sin,

Look, for the love dressed, calls,

Have some of your success-minded -

Cup of wine expensive supplies,

Crystal rays on the walls of burning,

Drink! Do not be afraid! Cup without a bottom?

Bitter? Taste like poison?

So for you, and the price actions.

Does it hurt? This happiness, pass,

Quiet lie! Cross hands there?

Lies bring you to the threshold,

Holy she saves your honor.

Poems about the life and destiny of love modern women

Playing with destiny

Well, fate, let's play?

I am ten times not to die,

Tasuy deck, start,

No way I lose.

Dodgy do not try! All in honor!

Now we're equal,

Marked cards do not belong here ...

And at stake is my love,

In my eyes looks, he whispers something,

I bet I'm the devil, for her,

Behind our garden, meeting before sunrise,

For the recognition of yours,

For all that we did not have time,

For all that is born,

For all blizzards and drops

What we did not have to go through,

Over the moon, we luminaries

For the thrill of the lips for soft hands ...

Fate smiled put

Love in a forged chest.

But I do not give up,

Please set a bid again

Fate, give me revenge?

I put the happiness of love!

But then I go to the game without rules -

The fate of the six aces beats

Vows in the left side,

Himself takes all the cards,

On my protest sitting, laughing,

And happiness is hiding in his trunk,

Last chance remains for me,

Last, the most difficult terms,

For all that I've lost,

Do not feel sorry for his life to give,

Tasuy fate! Start over!

No way I lose!

Author Eleni Kerr

Poems about lost love pity ...

Unfortunately, not all the girls are lucky in love

It's a pity

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Under the feet of mud,

At the heart sad,

Rain softly say:

"I'm so sorry for you !!!"

Sorry for that cry,

Sorry for what you expect,

Sorry for what you love,

It is a pity that you do not understand

Too bad for those insults

Too bad for those words,

It is a pity, because together

BE YOU DO NOT DESTINY !!!!

Natalka Voronin

Poem of Love Funeral

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Just hurry - tired horses,

Slow down, do not have time,

As long as the bell does not ring,

No memorial service will sing.

I can give the horses a breather,

Rattling already, are hardly

It is not covered with a lid,

While she was still alive.

Flowers do not bring - will wither,

They can not, without water,

On the beauty of it and do not look,

Without them, the lack of beauty.

I pray that the horses have tried,

To have time to look once

In what remains of love,

Understand that divide us.

Verse, where a lot of sadness and a little love, but love even though there's nothing there.

Bridge

Between two gentle shores

Dry track tape winds,

Above him sad bridge laughs -

He was almost ready,

But apparently, in some miscalculated

With you, we left the water

Because of our good river,

Its two banks parted.

Dry riverbed - a dead sleep,

It quietly sleep love recognition,

Passion and desire,

Sand all he falls asleep.

No it does not stop here,

As soon as the memory is sometimes

Comes walk here,

But even she is not allowed

Alarming love this graveyard,

Other guests are not there -

Peace jealously guards

Our abandoned, forgotten bridge.

Author Eleni Kerr