She only smiles.
He only tells her,
that she's the flower of wind and spring.
In all her splendor sweetly surrendering.
The love that innocence bring.
Almaz, pure and simple.
Born in a world where love survives.
Now men will want her.
'Cause life don't haunt her.
Almaz, you lucky lucky thing.
Now I watch closely.
And I watch wholly.
I can't imagine love so rare.
She's young and tender.
But will life bend her?
I look around if she's everything.
He throws her kisses.
She shares his wishes.
I'm sure he's king without a doubt.
With love so captive.
So solely captive.
I ask if I could play the part.
Almaz, you lucky lucky thing.
u lucky lucky thing..
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