Love is not when you are comfortable in bed;
Not stormy nights, not bright days.
Love is when the souls are united, not the body;
When the lights go out immediately without her!

When you wake up early in the morning,
To be the first to write to her "hello";
When you don't care what happens next,
When you are afraid to hear the answer;

When for her every day without a trace
And my thoughts stubbornly hung on her;
When all you need is a sneak peek,
So that your day will immediately become brighter and warmer.