i ya gotova

i ya vernus' tyda

chego by mne eto ne stoilo,

teper' tol'ko na vas: ponimayut vse, samye rodnye.

ya vas lyublyu

vo mne burya emocii,

no eto vsego lish burya v luzhe.

no eto moya luzha i moi celyi mir, kotoryi zagoraetsya kak tol'ko vspominayu vas i vse chto svyazano s vami.

nas dvoe i tol'ko poetomu my do sih por zdes' mirno zhdem.