Love her to oblivion,
Don't let go of yourself.
Not be in the heart of remorse
Where chirps the sky...
Let astrawtsa trails
Periwinkle shrouded,
Blossom and marigolds
Love juicy.
Love her and do not regret
That is not true,
And affection thin appreciate,
Say anything about a wreath of ears of corn.
Love her to oblivion,
Appreciate, love stronger.
Let there be no remorse.
Cherish life urgent!
