Хорошо, оч хорошо, жаль, что так не бывает, по крайней мере со мной у меня тут не текст, а стихи; не знаю нежно или нет, но настроение просто противоположно и длится это, к сожалению не один день...

The greatest day



The greatest day, I ever had,
It was the one when we’ve just met.
It’s been three months, next time of year;
I could forget, but it’s still there.


The more I think, the more I guess,
That you could have so much caress.
But on that cold and snowy day
You said to go I wished to stay.


No other girls, I dream of you.
No normal life, just coming through,
Day after day, night after night.
Sometimes I think I wanna fight.


With whom? For what? – No answer yet,
And only dreams. I cannot bet
That on a day I will forget
The greatest day when we’ve just met…