It is translation of bulgarian song
I have only one true soul.
I can not delete the memory of you,
I only hear the call of my love.
The man's soul is crying, he's hurt.
He wants you now, he burns you.
The man's soul is crying, he's hurt.
He wants you now, he burns you.
Lonely crying in the rain like me now,
I want to forgive you, to understand,
Why and how I could not hold you,
I myself lost what I had.
The man's soul is crying, he's hurt.
He wants you now, he burns you.
The man's soul is crying, he's hurt.
He wants you now, he burns you.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2017-06-13 at 20:06
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The man's soul is crying by Ann Wood
Jarta quenches herself, like me.I have only one true soul.
I can not delete the memory of you,
I only hear the call of my love.
The man's soul is crying, he's hurt.
He wants you now, he burns you.
The man's soul is crying, he's hurt.
He wants you now, he burns you.
Lonely crying in the rain like me now,
I want to forgive you, to understand,
Why and how I could not hold you,
I myself lost what I had.
The man's soul is crying, he's hurt.
He wants you now, he burns you.
The man's soul is crying, he's hurt.
He wants you now, he burns you.
Poetry by Ann Wood
Read 913 times
Written on 2017-06-13 at 20:06
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