to my daughter ìîåé äî÷åðè

Îëüãà Âÿðñè
I would like to grow big wings,
So I can protect you from the big storms.

I would like to grow deep roots,
So you could anchor to mine - in need.

I would like to become a tree,
With a crown as big as the sky.

Or become a deep minded ocean,
And sing you my lullabies…