(29.07.1959. / Tbilisi)

' Sing Something For Me

Sing something for me, sing,
while of yours think fly as dandelions.
Sing something for me, sing,
while the rain still rings only for us,
Sing something for me, sing,
Or hearts will begin to cry from loneliness...
Sing something for me, sing,
while the sun caresses ice still.
Sing something for me, sing,
Or you will be killed from my smile.

27.05.2008.

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Comments (25)

Merry Christmas to you and thank you for this poem, Tsira..may all good blessings flow your way in the new year.. :)
Lovely... a poem with not just a song but a melody.. very lovely to listen while reading or humming... touching yet very heart-warming... a lively write...
song of life is sung by our pure soul. so sing the song and nature sing four you
I swear I did this morning and it sort of worked, have a nice day birdie fly don't forget to smile :) :) :)
As wonderful as you are.. But can't say which one is more beautiful....your words or is it you? Yes, it's you. :)
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