Текст песни Плесецкий - Я бы тебя на руки взял и унёс

I have you on the hand picked ,
I would take you and carried ,
quietly laughing at your " impossible "
inhaling the smell of your hair .

And , not sated trembling bodies ,
thud in my chest breaking the silence ,
all I would have woke up and looked ,
weeping for joy as you sleep .

I would to you like to a stream , pressed ,
in the river in you, I would have stared .
I have not used for two hundred years
a bottomless idea that you're mine .

If there were different " to "
on which we lay himself foreheads .