Our love has appeared, as a flame,
Was born from a spark in our eyes,
And it was for me a shame,
Because I slowly think sometimes,
But nevertheless we together,
I never let off your hand
And I'm confident it forever,
As the love is a wild blend,
What you'll tell, if I'll be your slave
And your owner in one person,
The harmony in relations to save,
Be subordinated or order. Come on!
And I want that this flame has not died,
And has grasped my body and soul,
I'll ready all life to fight,
That you didn't know that name a sorrow.
Wild wild love,
To become above and above,
Rising there, where stars,
And a congestion of stars,
I'll name constellation of love.
Wild wild love
© Copyright: Андрей Гарусов, 2008
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