Love Is Like a Dream

Ya v glaza tvoi, kak v zerkalo, smotryusʹ
Otrazheniye poteryatʹ svoye boyusʹ
Ne khochu, chtob ya lishʹ gostem byl
V sumrake nochey I sudʹbe tvoyey
Ya lyublyu tebya, kak lyubyat v zhizni raz
Slovno solntsa v mire ne bylo do nas
Ot zabot I melkikh ssor ya tebya uvel
I klyuchi ot schastʹya dlya tebya nashel
Dlya tebya nashel

Lyubovʹ, pokhozhaya na son
Serdets khrustalʹnyy perezvon
Tvoye volshebnoye "lyublyu"
Ya tikhim ekhom povtoryu
Lyubovʹ, pokhozhaya na son
Schastlivym sdelala moy dom
No vopreki zakonam sna
Puskay ne konchit·sya ona

Ya proshchayu odinochestvo I grustʹ
Ty skazal, v nikh ya bolʹshe ne vernusʹ
Tak byvayet tolʹko v sladkom sne
No lyubovʹ u nas nayavu seychas
Mne v glazakh tvoikh sebya ne poteryatʹ
Na razluki nam lyubovʹ ne razmenyatʹ
I nemyslimoy tsenoy I svoyey mechtoy
Zasluzhil eto schastʹye bytʹ s toboy
Bytʹ vsegda s toboy