I will wait with my tuned violin
My little ship, my little flower, so frozen,
A multifaceted soul and beautiful song,
Your silver chime - by me forever chosen.
You appear, and the night finds its end,
The spring ray dances in my windowpane.
The sadness fades with every letter you send,
And love rises in my heart once again.
Talk to me in your thoughts and impart
Simple words and smiles in a letter.
I’ll wait with my tuned violin and heart,
Smiling in return and feeling much better.
I follow you when you walk along the street.
You get into the car, I’m with you, in the backseat.
You look in the mirror or talk to me, my sweet,
I’m in the mirror and make every line complete...
August 2025
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Оригинал: Наталья Грэйс,"Буду ждать тебя с настроенной скрипкой", 2019
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