Why do I love you so much and you so little me.
Like a person's tear in the wave, a round pebble in the mountain.
Like a road to the abyss, a volcano next to the fire of the Nomads.
Like a church next to God. I love you so much and you so little me.
Like a prisoner in the summer, I am your prisoner in the summer.
Like an icon of the Sacred, you are my icon of the Sacred.
There, behind the corner where all religions end, you begin.
Why do I love you so much…
You are the cherry-blossomed heaven, explosions of daffodils
Alаbaster rain, cinnamon sand, а scream of a medley bird.
Eyes of a boy, unborn, overflowing with shine and fragrance.
You are the light, which makes the shadows. ...