Victor Sklyarov

(1 June 1953 / Leningrad (Saint-Petersburg))

Love song


If you met a girl in imperfect world,
You can't any more live without her,
Then you must be stern, stubborn and concerned
To change the whole world just by the three words:

I love you - world's changing,
I love you - time's hanging,
I love you - words banging
The world's rearranging.

Love's the force that bursts stars and universe,
They are all dispersed to give new life birth.
We must be disturbed, way our word is heard
May change the whole world, these only tree words:

I love you - world's changing,
I love you - time's hanging,
I love you - words banging
The world's rearranging.

Submitted: Saturday, February 14, 2009

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