Текст песни Ольга Макеева - Посвящение Э. Седергран

Princess allowed to caress themselves in the evenings,
But she caught her barely hunger,
And her longing, like fluffy mimosa,
Stayed a small tale of loneliness.
"Princess"
E. Sedergran

She allowed at night to caress themselves,
Sometimes without seeing neither joy, neither
But even loving
more precisely,
Almost love
She remained still alone.

She flew out, God knows where and how,
Annoyable caress someone else's leaving the body,
She understood that she was not so
But somehow otherwise did not dare, and did not know how.

* * *

You were looking for a flower,
And found a fruit
You were looking for a spring,
And found the sea
You were looking for a woman,
And found the soul -
Are you disappointed...

E. Sedergran

And again the trail was lost in the human wilderness,
Where the breath of light was lost in the crowns of dense
And rose dew dedica of her soul
On the herbs of love emerald green summer.

She, as he knew how, burned herself to the tla,
And the body wore, like a faded dress.
But the wind gave the invisible wings,
But the sky promised his arms.

And she allowed you to caress you at night -
After all, she could have burned herself to the alert.