I WILL GO TO A STRANGE LAND.
I will go to a strange land,
Wander in silence.
And a young Cossack,
Meet me.
I'd like to finish the song,
Yes, the key is not the same.
I'd like to light my heart,
A broken string.
I'm one of hundreds of men,
I only see you.
I'll find out in the distance,
Your confident step.
In a loud chorus sounds,
Only your voice is chest-deep.
And your eyes in the mirrors,
Inspire me.
16.03.1995
Lyudmila Prokhorova.