30. 04. 2013

Ольга Гор-Скайя
It feels like spring wind's taking up the soul
 And carrying it away to farther lands
 It feels like it responds to someone's call
 A magic bond, whatever time, that never ends...

The coolness of the nights engages mind
 To get abstracted from your body and soar high
 Life never ever gets to be so kind
 When feel that your beloved is somewhere nigh...

Then distances collapse
 And time slows down its run
 And finally two souls to lapse
 Gain time to share the joy and have their fun...

30.04.2013