What could an astronaut dream about when he saw the planet from space?
What can a person like me dream about at the age of twenty?
When you have a favorite hobby, goals are set, and everything is fine with the family,
There was a little bit of happiness and now, finally, you meet her.
When you come home, the scent on your lips, her tender and luscious lips,
When you feel the thoughts of her and the tenderness of the fog on the skin of her hands.
The eyes are the sun, heat blinds, it warms, and the body is like air
When you can't live without her in a quarrel, you understand that everything is serious!
I am completely happy, the harmony of the stars has matched a happy horoscope,
I have changed, actions have changed, the responsibility of my words has increased,
But the more love, the faster time goes by, the clock doesn't give a damn about us
When everything is perfect, we see off the sunset, and on a cold morning dew meets.
The content of my soul is like black holes, only guesses and is known by time.
My printing press writes new chapters, and if I run out of ink, I'll continue with singing.
The piano mechanism will save the drawings, rework and make them part of the universe.
And at the end of my book, I will read it myself, lying with my family under a blanket.
