Stas Mikhailov. He loved you very much (№ 21047)

Don't you remember his eyes,
You don't remember his hands
And he loved you very much
But gone for some reason suddenly.
I gave you up,
You he wore on his hands,
He loved you very much
He loved you very much...
He said with a kiss "Wait for..."
With a smile and went into the dawn.
He loved you very much
But it has been almost twenty years.
He gave you life,
You go with the flow of the rivers,
Just remember - you're loved
And pray for his century.