< Inna Spring
Carmine velvet rose petals
Flies and spreads all over the world ...
You from what were now dreams,
Child otherworldly air?
I forgot you ... Days cycle
Picnic on the lawn of summer arranged.
Raschu a la French garden,
Not Dulcinea, more so not Juliet.
But the breath of summer heat,
As cape, covers the shoulders ...
I forgot you? Perhaps, and I waited,
What Dall time will heal.
In half of the world distance and time skein ...
Blurred face elusive dream.
As a drop of blood - rose petal
In angelic curled heruvimno.