To Leila K.
I was very and very cross,
I was walking along the street,
I took and threw away the moss,
I began to play the fleet.
I was singing the song about you,
This song has become a gift for you.
I cried, I screamed and I seeked,
I cried and I screamed: “Where are you?”
I have seen you in my thoughts,
I remembered you, though in my dreams,
And now I see you alive,
How wonderful is the life!
Pay attention to me,
And talk, please with me
I want to tell you something important,
Listen, please to me!
I love you very much,
Please let me to touch
Your love and your soul,
My soul is not as black as coal!
Please, believe me, believe.
I just want to live!
Don’t hurt me,
I’m not the thief!
My heart is devoted to you,
My soul is also for you.
This song was written for you,
Don’t tease me, please!
4.02.2005