Could you write for me anything?
Supplicate, play for me, dear author
There isn’t another classical king,
Who might make masterwork – an evening cantata
I listen to your voice like an angel song
You are perfect by the piano
Candles will be burning for a long
What a play does go just one hour?
But here’s come a finish
The light has blown out
Your play was so unselfish
Thank you let me to chill out
© Лео Лунарис
The evening cantata
© Copyright: Лео Лунарис, 2013
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