Песнь песней Соломона - Чьи кудри сводят с ума - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

the one whose lips are sweeter than morning dew and heavenly wine, whose eyes are deeper than Baikal and more infinite than space, whose curls drive you crazy and draw you into their nets mercilessly, whose hands are warmer than fresh milk and softer than silk, and whose neck responds like a flute to the touch of the unlucky wind with a melody of happiness ...whose smile is as clear as the light of the North Star on the path of a lost wanderer...I kiss the soles of your feet, maiden of the distant Izmailovo Gardens...