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Love me… in a stormy spring,

When the streams flow around

And everyone is in good mood,

And the sun shines in the blue sky.

Love me… in a fierce winter,

When a blizzard rages outside the window

When the moon covers the sky with darkness,

And you constantly remember the sea coast.

And in the fall… do not forget to warm me,

So I want your warmth and affection,

Do not disappear at all in work,

Come to me to warm up without fear.

And in the summer… God commanded to love always,

When nature is… so gentle and good,

You will carry your love through the years

Your body and soul will live in bliss.

Love me when i’m weak or strong

When healthy as a bull… or sick,

When I’m an adult or infantile

When… I hardly know my language.

Love me… when I reject you

Sometimes you gently dip into the coolness

I’m used to you… without flattery, I confess

Be near you… always love me…