Bewitched by the sweet dreams…
Impossible to argue with the fates…
Not clear how all that seems…
And not express by common words…
The honey kisses on the lips…
And the heart knocks very frantic…
The splendid starlit evening trips …
The rendezvous and after - parting…
At times we even aren’t to blame…
And it isn’t possible fault to find…
What can we change? Or do the some…
But where - to lose? And what – is right?
In life all clever is constructed…
The pain since time will even pass…
Presently all may be destructed…
And love will finally find us…