I have been searched for you over countries and seas, did not matter the length of the mile I have painted you on dozens of strands, but they did not seen the light of the day I have carved you into dozens of faces, but they did not felt the strength of the chisel And I've wrote novels about you, but they did not seen the color of the page I played you in serenades, but there was no one on the balcony I have been looking for you in the dark alleys ... only traces of bad luck I have been looking for you in rainbows, but the living colors died in the cocoon And I wrote you a few lines, that were not touched by the pencil I have dreamed you night after night, I did not know the taste of the coffee I put your arms around mychest, you quickly melted like a snowflake I have called you so many times ... so loudly as that the slum it never heard it before And I wrote you a note, but there was no ink in that pen I listened to you carefully, I did not care what the world would say I have admired your every gesture, but there was no sign in the corner of your mouth I walked you night and day, but you did not like it in the shadow of the moon And I wrote you a series of poems ... to be read by someone else I have helped you to get up, it did not matter that I was a fool I have watched you when you left, flying like the leaves in the wind I have drove your arm in waltz steps, but only in my thoughts And I wrote a goodbye letter to you ... but without words I caught you in thousands of pictures, but it was not the wine's fault I saw you prettier than you were, but I was not the first one I've waited for you a life of life, neither the destiny was expected this And I have sang a song you HAPPINESS, but you will never know my pseudonym . |