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There ll be no words

Ю… Ю…
 
There’ll be no words, no calls, no knock
At door you’ll wanna hear once.
I’m sorry for my going out…
But there’ll be a simple chance
“Unchain my heart and set me free.”
I give you thanks for remedy.
 
Silently I’m going out so fast.
There’ll be no words, no calls at last.
 
21.07.2000 Moscow