Kristina

Егор Рыбаков
Amid dreams so sweet and inviting
In the lightning of the sky and in the azure evenings,
I saw love in real deeds,
And the taste of passion melted on my lips again.

Amid the mountains, the stream of thoughts and despondency,
I contemplated such indescribable happiness
The soul was torn and melted in abundance,
And my pain asked for voluptuousness again.

I saw a light fragrant and tender,
That came out of your eyes and heart,
And I was drowning in love from now on hopelessly,
He flew like a whirlwind into the sky as a bird boldly.

Your steps mirrored and nourished again
And the voice immediately penetrated extremely deeply,
By the look, the sigh I understood at a glance,
And I felt you and I heard you too far.

And even if no one believed in our happiness,
And they constantly convinced of the inexpediency of this,
I melted again when I kissed and took my wrist
And I would trade the world around for our minute conversation.