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.