Bud of miracle
Feeling happens different and happens almost eternal as diamond,
Feeling as a rainbow in the blue sky
The difference we looked it two minutes or all life before eternity
It’s a trifle…
It’s a trace which makes our feelings leave,
On the away of the most important in our showers,
Feeling possible to remember the lights forever, a strong light that was ever…
Communicating with you,
Do not put myself into any purpose
To me, simply liking to talk with you
As much as you’re very borrowed,
Somewhere, feeling happens as you’re trying to make yourself most
But for me you’ll always be in the road of beautiful east
You can’t in the mountain all the time
Simply, you sit down and reflect on that to stop
And peer at the moment,
Having looked at me,
Instantly you may begin to estimate me
And me, other part should not bear…
When I looked at your eyes,
They excite me very much, however
I’m so happy but not on myself completely
Looking at you continuous,
I do feel your mood around,
Feeling it as bud of flower and that has not revealed yet
Because it’s impossible to glance inside,
May be the day will come where we’ll touch our hands with bud,
Bud that is hope for miracle…
