PLEASE
Please, tell me: what do you see?
I see this beautiful sunrise,
I see some sadness in your eyes.
What do you feel? Please, tell me...
Please, I see you're in sorrow.
I'm waiting for you, please, follow
This pure crystal tear.
Belive me, please, don't fear.
Please, open your soul,
Maybe lose control.
Give your hand, let's fight
For bright stars at night...
Please, take this powered sword,
We'll save our common world.
We'll walk on moonlight path in see,
We'll be happy then, please, you'll see...
"For bright stars at night..." сперва было "For bright stars and love at night..." Но подруга сказала, что стих-е и так маньячное и лучше это убрать)))) Еще и говорит, что моя маньячная сущность раскрывается в строке "Belive me, please, don't fear" Гы-гы)))