Only One

Черкасов Замир
Only one thing, only one night,
only one dream, lovely, bright:
the forbidden fruit is an innocent milk,
the dangerous deed of the lonely silk.

Only one name, only one true,
оnly one man, with eyes in blue.
Wish us again, slow in the train,
аll endless sky, and only one way.

Day after day, moon after moon,
let not come back the bad afternoon.
If you will wait, if you will want,
every sunset... Only one don't.

Flame - is the pain, paint - is the ice,
we're not expect in paradise.
Don't call me now, don't catch the death.
One unforgive. Only forget...

Photo Katerina Belkina