I squeezed my hands under the dark veil...
“Why are you looking pale today?”
- Just because i’ve made him really drunk with
Sort of acerb heartsore and pain.
How to forget that? He came out shaking
And then he grivously curled his lips...
I rushed not holding on to the railing,
Running fast after him to the gates.
Lost my breath and i screamed: “I was kidding.
All that was just a joke, if you go,
I won’t live without you.”, he smiled grimly
And he told me: "Don’t stand here, it’s cold”.
