Elena Syukova. Truce.

Truce. Just come to me, just sit behind. You shouldn’t even speak. It’s fool to think that I was blind. Just kiss me on the cheek. Don’t even speak, don’t say a word. Just look me in the eyes. Just let your mind again get blurred. Don’t tell some other lies. Just look at me, don’t start a fight. You know it is unfair. Your words can bring us to the plight And lead to the despair. Let’s call a truce and hold your fire. You should put down your arms. My weapon is in awful dire, Can’t bring some other harms. Don’t turn away, don’t shout me out. Let’s lie or even sleep. Tomorrow’ll bring the doubt. Let’s lie or even sleep. We shouldn’t lose, we shoudn’t bruise. This bed is not a battlefield, can call a truce. And breathe. And breathe. Yeah, breathe. Just breathe. Don’t turn away, don’t shout me out Face to face, we can just lie here, We can just lie here.