ikersanova

A piece of paper all forgive and endure only so pitifully wounded soul trembles There is no place it anywhere
She, like a beggar, wrapped in rags
From cold and hunger, trembling
And his feet in the blood of her beaten up. On his chest lay a heavy load
And my heart beats so pitifully
Come back do not hurry, do you not pass by
You stretch out your hand and give you her up
Vulnerable soul of love can warm up quickly.

A piece of paper all forgive and endure only so pitifully wounded soul trembles There is no place it anywhere
She, like a beggar, wrapped in rags
From cold and hunger, trembling
And his feet in the blood of her beaten up. On his chest lay a heavy load
And my heart beats so pitifully
Come back do not hurry, do you not pass by
You stretch out your hand and give you her up
Vulnerable soul of love can warm up quickly.

Rostock on the hill, he sheepishly pulls a stalk,
By looking for the solar beam affection and warmth.
In order to become stronger and more beautiful.
And that adversity could not crush him.
Rain washes away the dust particles from the tender leaves.
Highlighting the beauty and elegance.
  Reflecting all the superiority of this mysterious world.
Roots in feeding the moisture from the ground,
Give birth by the kidneys.
In which hid a small piece of paper
   difficulty punching the road to freedom.
He breaks the shackles of both, struggling eagerly grabbing. This clean air after a rain.

Росток на пригорке он робко тянет стебелёк,
К солнечному лучу ища ласки и тепла.
Чтобы стать сильней и красивей.
И чтобы невзгоды не смогли его сломить.
Дождь смывает пылинки  с  нежных листочков.
Придавая  красоту и изящества .
Отражая всё превосходства этого загадочного мира.
Корни в питавшие влагу с земли  ,
Дают силу зарождения почкам .
В котором спрятался  маленький листочек
  с трудом пробивая дорогу к свободе.
Он как оковы разрывает ,вырываясь  жадно хватая .                                                                                      Этот чистый воздух после дождя.

mermaid

wind confuses the hair, picks up and carries me into the clouds. Dew and showering flower petals, and I circled in a dance frenzy.
  I hear the music of my heart.
It's an unexplainable feeling of performing miracles.
I dissolve in the world of the senses.
The hope glimmering in my heart.
That it happens, believe you me.
Wave lifts and plunges into the abyss of its own, covering my body with kisses.
  I was a mermaid desires.
I glide along the crests of waves.
Fulfilling the desires only one who caught me on the network.
Your body adjusting,
Wave to the shore, touching the bare heels.
Drawing attention to the dream of their desires.
  Laughing my senses stunned their minds.
It is not he caught me in your network
And that I own his body.
Plunging him into the abyss of his passion.