My Tender Kiss - Poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
How tender is my love to you,
my dearest, my darling!
I watch you in the round dance
And love to see you smiling.
Don't run away, my dearest one!
Why should we fight again?
I'll catch you gently by the arm
And get my kiss. And then.....
I wouldn't like you to complain.
So, I'll give you another tender kiss
For you to remember me and miss.
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