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Give me your arms,
In order to rest a bit (a little).
I lie in the air.
I am dressed in air.
I don’t have enough air.

Give me one drop of water,
One palm distance road
And one blink of eye sleep,
Don’t give me love,
I don’t have enough air anyway,
I have told you, have not I?!

Give me my life which was left for me,
I will carry it as I want to,
If I want- I will lug it,
If I want – I will fly it,
If I want- I will throw it away,
Give it to me, or I don’t have enough of myself,
Together with an air.

Give me my exhausted eyes
Which gaze on you,
Leave the rest for you,
So that You would never miss me,
Because to miss you  
Now is one big cruelty,
Nothing else.

Give me your arms,
In order to rest a bit.
I lie in the air.
I am dressed in air.
I don’t have enough air.

Salome Benidze

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