Stay with me at least as long as... at least a little bit, gently touch my palms with your lips and let me drown in the eyes of the bottomless ones, in them the lunar disk will rise in the sky.
Your kiss will drive me crazy again!
The breath intoxicates, a gentle whisper in my ear ... And in my head from thoughts there is a mess, embraces of hot captivity ... And I'm trapped!
At the witching hour, the nightingale will fall silent, the smells and sounds will immediately disappear ...
I walked towards you through the haze of heavy days, and you stole me from the clutches of separation!
The memory will capture this moment, our island of cloudless happiness, yours, so desired by the heart, sweet face and amulet - the daisies you gave me on my wrist ...