В ярких ритмах, англ версия

Shining lilts and
Good old rhymes are
Full of charming sparkling fire.
Strange believing
Growing feeling,
Sweetheart, your hand I require.

At my sweet home
The third volume
Reads about destiny.
I will smile without believing
This was sooner a receiving,
Thought "I’ve lost it" was deceiving…
…Wish you come to me.

V.Drujinin, "In bright rhythms", 2008


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