Somebody
sent me a beautiful poem yesterday. It was written in Russian. Not being a
poet, I did the rendering to deliver you the meaning.
She is a little strange,
So unusual and sexy…
She looks so tender
But she is not serene at all…
Her love is so strong…
She won’t hold you by the force…
Her dreams a not about money;
She has quite other ways in life…
She is not ambitious and hates the
nitwits in her time,
Injustice, lies and pride…
She doesn’t bother what you are talking
Behind her sexy and expressive back…
The crowd misunderstands her…
It is not easy with her… and yet you
feel
Incredibly and unrealistically happy…
She can love and wait you long…
But fall out love for several minutes if
you don’t appear…
She might be quite displeased with
something,
And hurt you, without special intent…
She is impulsive and smiling like a
child;
And so sexy…
Why should you love her?
When she is not so easy to be
understood;
Just look into her eyes and you will
understand
And having touched her once,
You’ll never leave her for a moment…
Natalia Levis-Fox
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