A lot of years’re under the sails, A lot of tears’re ashore. Through thick and thin, Through storms and stills, In rainy days or sunny rays I love you more and more. I’ve been to many places, dear. I’ve seen a lot of isles. I’ve hunted bison, Bears and deer In valleys far away from here Where eagles fly so high. How can you wait for me so long? Your heart’s so lone and sore. But I’ll return Through stills and storms To see your eyes, for like before I love you more and more. Moscow July 27, 2004 |