My eyes are scorched by every gaze..., by Andrey Kneller My eyes are scorched by every gaze, /
Each day is different in a way. /
I am telling you this, just in case, /
I should ever cheat and betray:
...
Under sun the eyes are burning..., by Ilya Shambat Under sun the eyes are burning, /
Day's not equal day. /
I tell you for that occasion /
If I would betray:
Whose lips I had not been kissing /...