We are two sailers in the oceans,
We are two gulls in a cloudy sky.
We’re lost in our long love emotions,
And happiness is a so far cry.
We’re looking for a lonely island
To live beyond the space and time.
Its air is clear, the shore is silent
And there’s no evil and no crime.
Two leaves in autumn stormy weather,
Two runaways on our long run,
We are the wanderers in the desert,
So thirsty in the furious sun.
Two flowers torn off their root bases
By cruel people or by fate,
We’re dreaming of a green oasis,
Where we can live and love and fade…
Moscow
Jan 20, 2005
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