So I Am Back From The Road... By Rasul Gamzatov Poem by Yuri Starostin

And met your clear view.
As for I am seeing for the first time,
How do these eyes are burning!
So I am back from the road,
In sweet our house I come in...
And, as for the first time in the life,
I hold your hands.
And it seems to me, for the first time
I hear your soft laugh,
And I understand for the umpteenth time
As far as you are the best!
For the hundredth time I repeat,
How we are happy with you,
So do not a month to live together -
All life is given to us by a fate,
That together we celebrate a spring
Tears the flowers in the fields,
That I was not hurry to be born
And you're not late.