I won't begin to shout about love... look
After all you will be not told lies by my eyes,
You are dearest than those unnecessary phrases,
I write not to you, I write about us.
My heart knocks in unison with yours,
And not to me this pleasure, and to us to two.
Since then I believed in miracles,
Your eyes are more expensive me than diamonds.
This fairy tale I will remember for hundred centuries,
I don't want to disappear from your "fetters".
Your tenderness connected as for the first time,
I won't forget that feeling that is now.
I am dearer than you, I won't be able to find
You with me preserve the general ways,
I kept you not in heart one,
You are my way, my life and my house.

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