on the sparkling dew... happiness is a bright smile...
on a rocking wave... the gold Shine of the fish.
and at dawn in the morning... it will be a fabulous dawn...
and when tusentalet... turn around & quot; Indian summer"
creaking snow in January... and a crystal icicle...
and a date in the yard... a passionate kiss with Julia.
and April drops.... like pendants... emerald...
and the fog made the bed... for spring... in the garden above the pond.
happiness on my shoulder yawned sweetly in the morning...
she gave me a caress... ah.... you're my chocolate...
without your cherry lips... well, what happiness it is...
and when I touch them... I can handle all the bad weather...