Мохнатый шмель. Shaggy humble-bees
Shaggy humble-bees fly to fragrant trees.
Cygnets turn once snow-white.
And a gipsy girl with a vagrant soul
To a lover runs in the night.
So, let us move ahead where‘re flying sails
For the wandering star in the dusk.
And the eyes look at sky for celestial tales
Full of deep hearted anguish unmasked.
We should certainly walk no matter if broke
In a quest for essential love.
And in our path disregarding the math
We’ll reach edge of earth and above.
So, let us move ahead for the wandering star
To an ultimate tryst at the dawn.
Future won’t be like past and the passion will last
If we're standing together alone.
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