Lyudmila Purgina

Freshman - 537 Points (Russian Federation)

Song, There's No Better Blossom - Transl. (Rus.) - Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

Text: M.Isakovsky
Music: M.Blanter

There is no better blossom,
Then the apple-tree in spring.
There is no better moment,
When my darling coming in.

When I see him, when I hear him,
Then the everything is whirled.
All my soul is on fire,
All my soul sings a song.

We would look in eyes each other,
And the hot hands bind along.
And together we are walking
Unawared where for...

And around apples blossoming,
They're white throughout May.
And the shining moon in starry sky
Could permit the needle find.

We're wandering along the foothpath,
Where grass is never razed.
And from heart the words are flowing,
Which you never could forget.

By the river the accordeon
Playing silent first, then loud.
There is no better moment,
When my darling simply come.

There is no better blossom,
Then the apple-tree in spring.
There is no better moment,
When my darling coming in.

When I see him, when I hear him,
Then the everything is whirled.
All my soul is on fire,
All my soul sings a song.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 5, 2012



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