Love is enchanted in music, dressed in a blue of flowers forget-me-nots and cornflowers.
A linden flower is falling on our heads in love. Like two pearls in the ocean of life, we are drowning in the music.
Love spells music, flutter of the eyelids and a quiet smile of thought - this is you ... The silence of the lips and the pulse of our hearts - music - the string of our souls. And I listen to the wind that sighs somewhere in the distance,
and I look at flowers - those with souls. On a sea of music, no longer lonely, no longer without a rudder. A boat, light from madness, we sail together to the sounds of music ..
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