Я тебя люблю! Моя любовь – это не с

Я тебя люблю! Моя любовь – это не сон и не сказка. Моя любовь – это нечто неосязаемое, это единение душ. Ее нельзя измерить количеством наших встреч, каких-либо твоих поступков, подарков и прочей романтической ерундой. Я люблю каждую черточку твоего лица, каждый миг наших порой коротких встреч. Знай, мои чувства не зависят от того рядом ли ты, они не остынут, даже если нас будут разделять тысячи километров. Мне в первую очередь важна духовная близость, но когда ты далеко, я часто закрываю глаза и ощущаю тебя рядом, твое прерывистое дыхание, твой нежный голос и барханные прикосновения твоих сильных, мужественных рук.

Результаты (английский) 1:

I love you! My love is not a dream and not a fairy tale. My love is something intangible, a unity of souls. It cannot be measured by the number of our meetings, any of your deeds, gifts and other romantic nonsense. I love every dash your face, every moment of our sometimes short meetings. Know my feelings do not depend on whether you are near, they aren't cool, even if we will share thousands of miles away. My first important spiritual closeness, but when you're far away, I used to close my eyes and feel you near, your faltering breath, your sweet voice and projection of touching your strong, manly hands.

Результаты (английский) 2:

I love you! My love - is not a dream and not a fairy tale. My love - is something intangible, it is the unity of souls. It is impossible to measure the amount of our meetings, any of your actions, gifts and other romantic nonsense. I love every detail of your face, every moment of our sometimes short meetings. Know, my feelings do not depend on whether you are close, they are not cool, even if we will share thousands of kilometers. I especially important spiritual closeness, but when you're far away, I often close my eyes and feel you next to your shortness of breath, your gentle voice and touch your barkhan strong, courageous hand.

Результаты (английский) 3:

I love you! My love - this wasn't a dream and not a parable. My love is something observer, this melding with shower. It cannot be measure number of our meetings, any thy righteousness, gifts, and other romantic setting.I love you! My love - this wasn't a dream and not a parable. My love is something observer, this melding with shower. It cannot be measure number of our meetings, any thy righteousness, gifts, and other romantic setting.I love thy черточку each person, each mig our sometimes short meetings. Know, my feelings do not depend on whether or not the next to you, they are not cool, even if we are to be shared by thousands of kilometers.Me, in the first place, is important spiritual proximity, but when you are far away, I often will adjourn your eyes and feel thee near, thy jerky breathing, thou shalt fall raining season has served as a gentle voice and touching thy strong, brave palm rest.