Sandro

Олеся Максименко
From nowhere, from dust or heaven
You somehow broke my life
In two parts: before and ever.
Now it’s us – not you and I.

From your heart, from mind or soul
You somehow feel me deep.
Mix of thoughts: my sweetest sorrow,
Far away but hope to meet.

From my dreams, from fairy-tales
You somehow took my heart.
Cherish it! No other males
Ever since and ever far!