Do you want me to pick you some snowdrops?
I'll fly into the blue sky?
Only you, your eyes and lips are tender
All day, you are welcome, don't frown.

like flowers, withered in the sun,
You look at me distantly.
What should I do, so that in your window
The dawn of love has broken out?

Do you want me to become a bright star?,
To light your way at night?
If only you were with me a little bit
I would think about me a little.

Poems : Dmitry Alekseevich Zurelidi

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