TATITERA — Про любовь

Love is the purest and finest feeling on earth. Love and be loved.

The time of quiet love is more like care: To catch it in the eyes, to understand from half a word. For love, strange as it is, is hard work, If you cherish it and don't want to lose it.

Loving you, I bear all reproaches And not in vain I swear eternal fidelity. If I am to live forever, ready till Judgment Day To endure meekly a heavy and cruel yoke.

You, whom I have chosen, are dearest of all to me, The heat of a passionate heart, the light of my eyes. Is there in life anything dearer than life? You are dearer to me than my life.

Only to your face is my sad heart glad. Besides your face — I need nothing. I see my image in you, looking into your eyes, I see you in myself, my joy.

To kiss your foot, O queen of delight, Is far sweeter than the lips of a half-asleep girl. All day long I indulge your every whim, So that on a starry night I may merge with my beloved.

Only to your face is my sad heart glad. Besides your face — I need nothing. I see my image in you, looking into your eyes, I see you in myself, my joy.

Sacrifice your whole self for the beloved, Sacrifice what is dearest of all to you. Never be cunning when you give love, Sacrifice your life, be brave, destroying the heart.