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Your love's as loud as the screams of your fanbase worldwide;
as wild as the inferno of the vibrant solar winds
high up above the snowy lands of Yellowknife;
as overwhelming and as brutal as a satisfying win
against your rival (who's your husband now – for life),
against the fuckers who refused to see his light and talent,
who judged you both for something pointless, those who put a knife
into his back as thanks for all the time and blood and efforts
he put into his former team: their loss' your gain – you'll take your due
in the arena, on the ice, with skills and chirps and fists.
You'll lead him forward, let him shine and make the bastards rue
the day they made him think he's something less for being who he is...
Your love's as quiet as the breathy sighs of your beloved
in answer to your touch – so tender and adoring, warm and doting...
You cherish every moan that whispers, "Мой любимый..." and "Илья..." –
like prayers, although you're the one who's his unwavering devotee...
He's your obsession and your happiness. He is your home.
He makes you better, as a player, as a human – by existing.
He is your heart and soul – you can't contain your all-consuming love:
you vowed to make the most of it and be the same for him...
You both will beat the odds and leave no stone unturned,
you'll leave a legacy behind that makes you proud and blissful:
you both will bravely meet what life has got for you in store,
you'll make a family – and history.
You'll make it worth your while. You wouldn't change a thing:
you're who you are because of and despite of everything you've suffered.
To love your soulmate freely's a fulfillment of your dreams –
it's everything and not enough yet.
Shane Hollander's your past, your now, your 'morrow from now on.
Your enmity was false and love prevailed for better or for worse...
You're gonna every day make him believe that he is loved.
And he, in kind, will keep on showing you that you are worthy...