Conversation colors

In the middle of flowers your footsteps are
In the middle of a field covered with herbs
Listen, they're actually talking
You say something, because to hear them singing:

"Sister of ours!"—voice rushes
"In the midst of us —thy have the best outfits
Valuable as a rare gem
Love and a smile ornament is yours

You like us, someone who admires, rejoices
Seeking a meeting, said night and day
And as you will see —stop and thrilled
And the miracle was happening in his soul

SIS, don't let him watch you
We feel that he has clean thoughts
Had the temerity to fall in love again
The Queen of flowers and fields

His love is burning, but still high
In fact, he wishes you happiness and prosperity
You are the light for him, flower sineglazka
We hear all of his words

We have seen it sometimes here among us sits
The expendables sends you poetry
And ourselves from this heart skips a beat
From the tenderness and the strength of the feelings

Sister Kvitko, you will hear a
As the wind will bring his songs
About you dreams, and happy and sad
The fire in his heart you lit!"

So, amazing, flowers speak
I was able to hear their voice
They're in bloom, because love you
Let there be joy and happiness in your heart!