A keresés eredménye

I'll be Dreaming of Karelia for a While

In other lands,
We leave little bits of our hearts.
In memory we carefully, carefully, carefully protect our encounters...
And now,
We couldn't help falling in love.
How could we not love
This unequaled land?
 
I'll be dreaming of Karelia for a while.
I'll be dreaming from now on
Of the sharp lashes of the spruce trees,
Over the blue eyes of the lakes!
 
A white night
Descended silently upon the rocks.
Shining white, white, white, night after night...
And you can't quite tell,
Whether the sky has fallen into the lakes.
And you can't quite tell,
Whether the lake is floating in the sky!
 
I'll be dreaming of Karelia for a while.
I'll be dreaming from now on
Of the sharp lashes of the spruce trees,
Over the blue eyes of the lakes!