When you come back from far aw… (Galina Belysheva)

When you come back from far away, Longing weaken the close loop? Asked to forget my sorrows if I Can? You say, “I loved you all the years. Let’s try to start from scratch? I’m so tired of the Ghost of freedom ” will I? But life has passed, in the temples leaving a touch of gray. I’m not warming up at your fire And there’s our spring and fall will only Accept me? Do you mind soul stir? After twice into the river we enter is impossible.And the drops on the face, probably the rain? Il I pay?