Твоя [Tvoja] [English translation]

I want again to be by your side,

to walk with you.

I want just one more

moment to talk with you.

You say: “Everything is all right”.

Do I believe in you?

As though you want it from me,

but where do you hide yourself?

And be sure that I am yours.

I am called yours.

Later on call me “your love”.

I am called yours.

Later on call me “love…”

You can now tell me

all things

that hide deep inside of you,

in fire and ice.

And be sure that I am yours.

I am called yours.

Later on call me “your love”.

I am called yours.

Later on call me “love… yours”.

O-o-oh, yours…

I am called yours.

And be sure that I am yours.

I am called your… love, love, love, love.

Later on call me “love…”

• Artist:Poli Genova