Just a dream
Sometimes you come in my dreams like that,
beautiful and gentle, as you always were,
with light steps conquer the heart again,
then you give wings back to lost happiness.
I read in your eyes that you offer me love,
and I am aware that everything is just a dream,
the soul is filled with restlessness and doubt,
I wait for the day in bare water.
We will never...
We will never walk down the Champs-Élysées,
pausing in front of every glittering shop window,
because you can't take your eyes off the shoes;
nor will we reach the Louvre via the Place de la Concorde,
to smile together with the Mona Lisa
and shared our love and joy with her;
we won't even visit the old Red Windmill,
that is, Moulin Rouge and enjoy the can-can,
while you elbow me and give me a mischievous look,
and we will never be on top of the Eiffel Tower,
try Croque Monsieur or Quiche Lorraine,
we will not under Montmartre from Le mur des je t'aime
read how to say "I love you" in 300 languages,
and you know that "To love means chaos.. therefore we love",
"Aimer c'est du désordre... alors aimons".
No, we will never visit Paris!
You leave me breathless
I know we are all made of stardust,
but not the stars, you leave me breathless,
while the continuous fusion of your passion
gives birth to a love that can save me from loneliness.
With your gaze you melt the cold that is my mask,
and the heart feels the explosion of a big bang,
like a supernova your energetic temperament
says that you are inevitably my fifth element.
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Sometimes you get tired of endless love with an expiration date,
of a life that comes down to a string composed of regrets,
of inconsistent declarations of love that cause your mind to suffer
and time spent in the company of false hopes.
Sometimes you let out a sigh, with a tear running down your cheek,
when you remember the past and it can't come back,
while in you they fight mindlessly what would have been and what is
and you wonder when you veered off your path without noticing.
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The room is warm, the wood is crackling in the fire,
I'm standing by the window with a cup of hot coffee in my hand,
drinking it slowly with the sounds of Krutoy,
watching the snow fall outside
and the snowflakes sway quite gently,
as if they are listening with me:
"Ты в моем Сентябре".
A smile on my face, love in my heart, you in my mind,
my lost little girl in the body of a grown woman,
your shy glance that runs away,
every time I look at you longer
into those eyes that are like those of a timid doe.
My honey
All the gentle words in the world that I know,
they only have value when I give them to you,
when I give them to you with kisses
and together with you I dream of happiness.
I love you hard my honey
and my heart beats in a rhythm like yours,
in your gaze I see love immeasurable,
with you I'm not afraid of anything and not ashamed.
When you stay alone
When you stay alone,
when you close your eyes tired of the world,
when the stars do not fulfill your wishes,
when the rainbow loses its colors,
when Sisyphus's stone starts rolling down the hill.
When you stay alone,
when the fountain of desire once fails,
when the princess in your heart falls asleep,
when you ask yourself where the youth goes,
when Noah's ark is not there to save you.
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