
you were most important woman in my hry
before leaving of th year
you're now... most impoertant woman
after birth of th year
you're a woman i can't count hours and days
you're a woman made of poetry nectar
and from Dreams' Gold
you're a woman were living in my body
before a million years
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My Lady
one who was made of Cutn and Clouds
one who i can call her a Rain of Jewel
and River of Nahound
and a Row forest
one who siwmmes in water of my heart like a fh
one who lives in eyes like a folk of pigeons
nothing will change in my emotion
nor my feelings
not even in my heart or my fah
because i'll stay in lamic religion
------------------------------------------------------------------------
My Lady
do not care about harmony of time
nor about name of years
you're a woman and you'll still as woman
and in everytime
i will still Love you
when 21 century enter
and when 25 century enter
and when 29 century enter
and I will Love you
when seas drys
and forst burns
