🌹💙I'm not sorry that I love you,
But our roads diverged differently.
No, don't say they'll get together someday!
Will not come together, my friend, I know that.
My love is doom for you:
You are like a tall and strong oak,
I'm like an ivy sloping and sad, -
Ivy hugs lose the power of oak.
And without shelter the green ivy withers,
I will not wither, I will find ruins,
I'll put on ragged, poor walls,
Green ivy will be their decoration.
The wind will blow into the land of sorrow
And will bring me the echo of the conversation
From my oak any from an oak, -
And the memory of any age will not perish forever.💙💖💗💞💘💓💕💝
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