the russian mountain

[moontje365]

The wits arise aside,
with tender flower blossomed field
to walk along its spread of might
and flee at lovers hands embrace.

The mountains shed so high,
along the trees leaves bees
sit down and care me so
that, i might feel your neck and breeze

The hard cold city stones,
the tears wich shape no luck
and happiness utter joy
sippling away the bleeding dome
of bricks
of stone

Oh russian perl, from far away
Thy touch, wich i beg to swear
a life so harsh and yet so smart
to see beyond our dreams and
make them real

Your lap it sits on top the field
your arms they rest my shoulder near
our heads talk by and...
thy love is near.

The wits arise, aside
with tender flower blossomed field
oh, russian mountain far away,
oh splendid woman, beauty share
to touch and taste your life in awe

and may mercy dwells within us all
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[moontje365]

I feel like lookin at ur eyes
when you stare from the corner of your mystery
and you whisper ah-ah-ah but without word
and you move so slowly
that mother looks sweet inside you

and man he get teached
he get sworn for her eternal love
her eternal spring
walk by me one more time
please ignore me it dont matter

cause you whisper ah-ah but without word
you nod so softly but without word
and you move so slowly

so where did you go now that my heart left me betrayal
the world isnt perfect
i know neither are you
so i peek at your soul a little bit
i stare i gaze at your maze of wonder and womanhood

a little smile within and we are gone again
i feel like lookin at ur eyes
a little moment
and you move so slowly
on purpose you sure do
yes, the mother looks sweet inside you
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