Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill
Which severs those it should unite;
Let us remain together still,
Then it will be good night.
How can I call the lone night good,
Though thy sweet wishes wing its flight?
Be it not said, thought, understood -
Then it will be - good night.
To hearts which near each other move
From evening close to morning light,
The night is good; because, my love,
They never say good-night.
1 | По волне моей памяти |
2 | Чистые пруды |
3 | Я мысленно вхожу в ваш кабинет |
4 | Приглашение к путешествию |
5 | Напрасные слова |
6 | Игра в любовь |
7 | Сердце, мое сердце |
8 | Н.Л.О. |
9 | Ступени |
10 | Посвящение в альбом |