Before you, silently I sway.
I feel so anxious when youre near me,
In vain, I cast a glance your way:
Im sure that I will never say,
What Im imagining so freely.
Impromtu On Ogareva
written byAlexander Pushkin
© Alexander Pushkin
Before you, silently I sway.
I feel so anxious when youre near me,
In vain, I cast a glance your way:
Im sure that I will never say,
What Im imagining so freely.
© Alexander Pushkin