Sophia montage 3

“The Stolen Night“ perfomed by Al. Serov. Sliding into fathomless pit I whisper you about twenty times, That it’s impossible to be apart And it’s impossible to be together. I reached out my hand for sheet You responded up the call by chance. Having taken another’s spring, The soul feels hurt and sad. Remembering the all women’s names, I turn your name out of my heart. You are my casual wife And the stolen night is around. What a pity, my beauty, - The daybreak waves out the window. So, the family waits you at home, What have we to do with our love? The misty floats in your eyes, Your tear reaches the boiling point, We came into the fraud together, But we have to come out separately. My beauty, don’t hide your eyes - It’s our common fault. Your tear is my tear, We are both in stage of reckoning Good bye, my beauty, - The daybreak waves out the window, So, the family waits you at home. What have we to do with our love?