I could be a boy for you, I could be a girl — if only your gentle eyes would look with love at me, if your thin sensitive nervous fingers would touch me with caress. If your body and soul would belong to me, not at all, but only sometimes. And I would be yours. No, I'm yours right now, totally and completely.
Will you take me? No. I know, you won't.
So sorry. But I'm yours anyway. Just call me sometimes — and I will be happy, only hearing your voice calling my name.
No, don't вe sorry. Just kill me with your song, with your tender voice.
I'm absolutely crazy, I know. But… you love me anyway.. Oh.. Oou.
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