Who has our kisses,
who pays no attention to? People have
care and errands,
God creates worlds ...
forgotten by the two of us a lot of pink
fall to the bottom of our souls
like petals of soft, beautiful roses ...
lie there and tightly suppressed in the oil
sweet sweat, which
rozpachnia at us every night and every morning
and living an ordinary autumn
poverty makes the country roses, Persian Gulistanem. Who
our kisses count?
Who pays no attention?
God creates worlds,
not recorded in the Books of sweetness ...
Maria Pawlikowska-Jasnorzewska
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