I won’t get another waited Too… (Lara Mishanova)

I won’t get another waited Too long And your profile in the dream was drawing And then, having found two drooping wing,burns holes in them patched I won’t be Too different faith is weak thread Too thin and fragile Only again in the clouds flies a plea,dissolving into dots mean I won’t get another Tenderness Too quiet for Too long I was wingless And again about Love in every line stihov the resurrection of the draw I’ll get Used to it and treat another soul with Love and faith Get her Golden keys Even if I give them the first