By the dewy still meadow,
By the winding small path then
My familiar walked me allowed
From the debonairy party.
Near the house he just said,
Looking back cautiously:
\"I would kiss you, really beg,
If only it were now possible.\"
I answered him, momently
That, of course, I object offer,
That I never allow such a thing
to anyone. especially here.
The guy immediately became sad,
Upset, he began to say vale rather:
\"May be, then I am not sweet,
May be, it is better not to forgather?”
I look straight in his blue sad .eyes:
Since such is the special situation, -
Then okay, I now him simple say:
”Kiss me without a permission!”