Boris Zhivago Memories 2020 Mix

Memories What do you write, verses or prose? Do you have black coffee, or tea since morning? I will present you a scarlet rose. You though miss me a little... On a smile, on warm embraces, According to drawings on wet sand... I, likely, a little went balmy, Early in the morning left down the river. Smiled, having looked at parting And a lot more time I will smile. Darling appoint to me an appointment And it is possible, I will return to you...