That night...

Анна Маркова Мамукина
Even wind can know nothing more
It’s so fullness and eternal
It’s the same that was before –
Crying, singing, thrilling curtain.

Even night can’t be more free
With the freshness of the air
It’s sends souls to dance the dream
What could be with it compare?

Only you are my desire
When I close my eyes in mind
Only passion and the fire
And the dancing all the night

I remember thrilling curtain
And the freshness of the air…
And a moonlight deeply purple,
That was playing in the hair.

And your arms! Your gentle teaching…
And my body in the flight…
It was dream I‘ve always wishing
And it came true for that night.