Across the Continent

Your Permski krai waits, a beacon in snow,
I picture your garden, the path that I’ll know.
Through screens and silence, your laughter rings clear,
A promise that echoes: «We’ll meet, never fear».

We curse the weather, the static, the delay,
But your words wrap around me, chase the cold away.

Oh, we’re sewing love from threads of time,
A gentle flame in this digital rhyme.
I’ll save every ruble, I’ll bridge the sky,
Just plant those asters — I’ll be there soon, I’ll try.



No dream, no shadow, no miles can hide
The rhythm our hearts keep, beating side by side.
When the plane touches down, when the doors open wide,
We’ll finally hear it — our hearts in sync, unified.



Oh, we’ve sewn love from threads of time,
A eternal flame in this digital rhyme.
I saved every ruble, I bridged the sky,
You planted those asters — now we’re here, you and I.



Across the continent… time zones apart…
But our hearts are one, right from the start.