From Mother Russia..Vitas

Eu am ceva cu limba rusa. Si ma repet (cum ar zice Anigram, m-am ramolit si zic acelasi lucru over and over) daca as alege intre USA si CSI, as merge la rusi fara sa clipesc.

(piesa cica zice asa)

I meet you eyes,
We haven't talked about love
for a long time already
I shall tell you about it
with night rain,and you,with the rustle of leaves.I shall cry with a wadge of cranes
I love you
And shall answer with a head wind
I love you
No,I have enough words
Like sping has enough flowers
But no word can express
That of all luminaries that i loved
Only the Moon can be compared to you
I shall cry with a wadge of cranes
I love you