I want to wake up early again
in the morning to see you faster...
the world have not color paint
and for me it’s a disaster...
I want my fire to burn again,
but this is only possible next to you.
I want to tell in your ear "amore mio" every day
But now Moscow and me is crying without you.

I left you my heart as a memory,
Please, love him carefully
and one day bring him back
that I did not feel this lack

And then again I will take care of you,
hiding you before bed and gently stroking too, so that you would fall asleep more calmly,
but now for me it is only a dream about man from italy.....

now millions of my paths in life lead to you...