Вечір [Vechir] [English translation]

The flow of the young wind

Washing the body,

The body seeing dreams

Evening- I'm nice to you

And shy-

Just appreciate.

Only do not brake me,

I'll tell everything about me.

There is no need for poison on the lips,

Maybe you didn't hear,

How I've walked beyond the limits?...

Lips

Whisper of silly flowers-

Dear flutter for my life.

Summer- I've got rid of the shadow,

You think, I'm sorry?

But that wasn't me

It was strange and grey shell,

And now I'll live a little for myself,

Only you never

Leave me alone, for I will die.!

• Artist:Vivienne Mort