Not Just Love ENG
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«Любовь – не место, а путь, который мы выбираем вместе.»
“Love is not a place – it’s the journey we choose together.”
- Your eyes are oceans,
- I'm drowning in them without fear.,
- After all, in their depths
- I'm learning to breathe.
- Love doesn't scream,
- It whispers like spring —
- it opens like a flower,
- soft as your smile.
- When the night gets heavy,
- your voice is my light,
- a quiet promise
- that I'm not alone.
- I touched your hand,
- and the world slowed down.
- Even the silence
- It became a love song.
- In the quiet of the evening peace
- I hear your ringing whisper.
- And my whole world is a different fate. —
- Filled with you alone.
- If spring forgets to come,
- I'll wait anyway.
- After all, your gaze is
- my eternal April.
- In the rain
- I was looking for shelter.
- But every drop
- whispered your name.
- Love is not fire.
- She's a little light in the window.
- Fragile, warm,
- but leading home.
- Your name is
- like morning dew:
- invisible,
- but everything around you lives by it.
- We stood under the streetlight in silence.
- But the heart is louder
- than any phrase.
- I'm walking down a street
- full of passersby.
- But
- my eyes are only looking for you.
- I wanted to say a thousand words,
- but your smile
- silenced them.
- If it were possible to
- save a moment,
- I would choose the
- one where you look at me.
- Train station, crowd,
- separation is near.
- But your hand is in mine
- , and the world is still whole.
- Love
- is a step into the darkness,
- where only your light
- leads me on.
- I dreamed of happiness,
- but I found you.
- And I understood:
- It's the same thing.
- You're my sun on a sultry afternoon.,
- You're burning worse than the heat.
- And if the heart suddenly gets cold —
- You will revive him, spark.
- We danced under the moon,
- Like two fires, like two waves.
- And even at night,
- Burning up in the dance – me and you.
- You are the flame of a candle
- flickering in the wind.
- But if you go
- out, my world will go out.
- The wine in the glass is bitter.,
- Until I touch your lips.
- Then even the night
- becomes sweet.
- The moon is hanging over the square,
- bright as your soul.
- I sing for her,
- but only you can hear.
- Your eyes are
- two black olive orchards
- where
- my secret sins hide.
- Love is like a rose,
- it pricks and burns.
- But for you
- I'll hug her thorns
- I'm afraid of losing you,
- like a song without words,
- like a dance without music,
- like life without the sun.
- Wine intoxicates for an hour,
- and your smile is forever.
- I drink it with my eyes
- every day.
- I'll steal the
- quietest stars from the night
- to give you
- instead
- of words…
- I'm ready to get burned
- if it's your fire.
- Let my heart burn,
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