… Wild winds touching my hear,
Classic music coming from nowhere,
Tears washed by the cold rain,
Loneliness as a hot red flame.

Bright golden skies,
And the sound of summer flies.
Lovely children laughs,
And the flying aircrafts.

Turn, step, step…
Feeling of the tango’s passion depth.
Snowing hugs and icy kisses –
I like to be a winter princess.


Enigma’s sensual voice,
Actually, silence is a better choice.
I loved to run under heavy fall of rain,
To look at open window of the train…

Gentle touches by the mothers hand,
Footprints on the warm sea sand.
Strong taste of earl grey tea.
All this I have loved… you see!