Light lake water from the cycle on Lake Belom 2

The lake water is shining.
Well, hello, Our Lordship.
Come on, embrace you,
I opened my hands.

I'm on my own tracks
a path from summer to summer,
I bring you my love,
verses and silence.

And you are warm and warm
I meet again.
And our caresses have no end.
They, like down, are gentle.

Gentle without exclamations and words,
although the word tears
love, kept in the hearts
and in the lightness of the wave.