embraced russia, vera remembers, remembering the talby danube, that blooming, singing, arching, vikhrientses, will never forget. val floated over the beautiful vein of food, full of thunder and fire, it sounded sometimes tenderly , sometimes passionately, everyone was intoxicated by spring, the spring of 1945, how long the danube had been waiting for you, in alstruski on vienna's free square, a soldier stole in harmony, do you remember? the alps will remind you of the tunai, that blooming, singing brightly of mine, in their crown in the russian waltz, through the years, your heart remembers, you will never forget. this evening, in a carnival dance, i suddenly touched your hand, suddenly a spark ran through the fingers of our meeting hands, where we were later, i don’t know, i only remember my lips in silence. only those words that when you run away, you say goodbye she hissed at me, if you love to find, if you want to come, this day will not pass without traces, and if there is no love, don’t call me, you’ll never find me anyway. and at night it’s not for nothing that i can take pictures, t