Where are you from? Love came and suddenly became the mistress of my heart.
You whisper to me the cherished words: - Isn't it better to spread your wings and not be afraid of flying into the void?
How to rely on "wisdom" again, without feelings and inspiration?

How strange, as if you can't hear the ticking of a clock that is adjusting the time.
All the past fear is gone.
Only my heart, my heart is eager to fight.
How can it be so sensitive and so blind?
Brave fight, leads with reason.
And how stupid, but how not to lose control?
There is no place for old thoughts.
I'm not afraid of you, but since I came so lightly
Take care of me, I ask, - I whisper your mercy.
After all, a woman's heart does not live by wisdom. But only dreams.
What is sure to come after a winter night, spring will come with dawn.
What if you - love came once and for all?