The Arms Of My Love [Russian translation]

If I had the wings of a dove,

I would fly to the arms of my love,

And there I would stay, not to be pushed away,

There in the arms of my love.

I long for the touch of her skin,

I long, with desire deepen in,

I long for her lips, her soft fingertips,

There in the arms of my love.

I long for the child that is ours,

I long for run to the flowers,

With them by my side I shall always provide

There in the arms of my love.

I long for the life that we'll live,

I long to be able to give

All that is mine until end of time

There in the arms of my love.

I should tell you these things every week,

I should tell every time when I speak,

But since I manned, I do hope that I can

To be there in the arms of my love.

I long for the day I return,

The firing my body and bones,

With only one thought,

For you my battles I've fought,

To be there in the arms of my love.

I long to build in the sky,

The high wise 'till we dye,

But we should believe

That I'll never leave

The arms of the woman I love.

• Artist:Dean Reed