When the soul is so eager to break
Everything inside blazes, aches and hurts,
And the feelings are so asking for an explosion,
The heart is bubbling and itching in the chest.
And in anticipation of a tender meeting,
And touching calls after midnight
And the smell of roses so snow-white
And at the dawn of violent passion, a flare-up.
And all this is so priceless, unique,
Like the first kiss and the first I love
And the feelings that were still invisible
And at this moment I will stop for a second.
To enjoy the charm of the night
With your breath and the tenderness of longing,
And from your love to scream as much as possible,
After all, from that moment on we became so close.
And now I want to tell so much
To tell about the fate and vicissitudes of life,
That I have never met such beauties
And from now on, all dreams and thoughts are only about you.
The heart is bubbling in anticipation of a meeting,
And all the nights without sleep are mutually justified,
I remember the tenderness of arms and shoulders,
And the phone just writes dryly: "Message delivered."