I will drive the bike for a long time

Three words, like three lights, Will come to you in broad daylight, Will come to you sometimes at night Huge, like a globe of the earth, As if sailing a ship Three words – I love you. What old words, And how dizzy, And how dizzy. What old words, And how dizzy, And how dizzy. Three words of the eternal, like spring, Such power is given to them, Three words and one fate, One dream, one path. And then one day, having endured everything, You will say – I love you. What old words, And how dizzy, And how dizzy. What old words, And how dizzy, And how dizzy. Three words, like three dawns, You repeat them louder, They are not for you right now They became clear for the first time. They fly from far away, piercing hearts and centuries. What old words, And how dizzy, And how dizzy. What old words, And how dizzy, And how dizzy.