My heart-mate
By Zaur Suleymanov
Still feel like running on the wet grass
Hurrying up to see you in the whole crowd
Marching on the streets in the April rain
Falling to the mud like a little child
Still want to hug you, staring at your eyes
And to whisper to you those three magic words
Want to take your hand and close my eyes
As if it was yesterday after many years
Still want to pray that I hold you now
Take you to the seaside to walk on the sands
Now looking through the glass, standing at the window
What we lived together became love romance
90's gone away, we still keep it real
We will age together in this love story
Life is changing always, but love is our temple
We will live and die in it at the end of story
Our first birthday cake, watching falling twilight
We shared our last loaf, we shivered in snow
Do you know what I was scared a lot ever?
I didn't want a single day to live after you
When I sang love songs lying on the floor
You went to sweet dreams lying on my knees
I felt the world is mine deep inside my soul
I felt the angels came to see these heart-mates
Still love you, dear, same as before
We are aging, but souls are the same ones
We are happy we have such beautiful love
The only only thing that we will take with us
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