ძალიან კაია! თითები ყვებიან ისტორიას.

I dreamed we were alive again.
Together
Walking the loose walk down the street.
I dreamed - you were real
and next to me you stood.
Light as a feather
And ruby red as blood
was what I felt.
In gratitude I knelt.
But the morning came the color of lead
and once more - we were dead.
---------------------- Yana Djin