Tell me angel, beloved, intimate,
How often do you remember me at night?
And you reach out with your soul, as if pushing the walls,
You call me to your place in my disturbing dream.
Confess the angel that I touched your soul,
No one guarded so tenderly and tenderly,
And you feel like you're in an angel's paradise
And you know, I will come to you, of course, inevitably.
After all, I also feel the warmth of the heart,
How you infinitely appreciate, giving bliss,
And day after day I listen to the phone at night
To watch the works of excellence.
Do not be afraid, dear, your love is forever,
My princess is in my heart forever
Sadness will pass ... worries are fleeting,
For a long time I walked towards you a precious ideal.
How to talk to angels?
© Copyright: Егор Рыбаков, 2017
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