I want to touch you

Мари Грэнфэл
I want to touch you but no chance to reach you
As you are far, your silhuette is bleaching
I keep the memories and fragrance of your hair
I close my eyes and feel you in the air

Imagine you are lying next to me
We watch the moon to dangle from a tree
We count the stars, they shine so bright
The night is shy and happy as a bride.

We countdown the months, the hours, the days
The plane, the airport...Your happy face.
It's over darling, we're here, we are one
The rain has stopped and here comes the Sun.