... White sleepless nights magic,
I painted you in the sky, like on paper.
The stars were melting, and I was drowning in your eyes
And the whole world is for us both.
Breathing in anticipation of a meeting, he wove a cocoon,
And only your hands did not hit me.
Then something else gentle in a whisper,
He asked me to repeat, but time can not be stopped.
I'm sorry, I promise to keep
Remains of our with you, the former, gentle carefully.