I’ll fill your palm with drops of rain,
I will become the moonshine at night.
But at this hour of a spiry pain
A little star – I’ll be bright.
I will fill your heart like the spring sun,
A bunch of nice red roses in my hand.
Your soul will melt a dubious lump,
Bridges of happiness will be planned.
One day together we’ll be singing,
One day we’ll meet together the daylight.
By fireplace we’ll see off autumn evenings,
To our kids’ weddings we will fly!
29.03.2021
перевод Екатерины Бородулиной
One day
© Copyright: Ида Хажилова, 2021
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