Under a calm flame of a rain
Carelessly lengthways it is expensive walking
Tirelessly, somewhere upwards looking
Wordly vanity again breaking
Goes, but in an unknown direction
To it it is not important, time, a place, meetings
Asking gods, about inconsolable healing
It is happy, its sight is careless
And after all love to it, here to all fault
It is glad madly, simply it having met
Now it has passed again the party
But insult tears on the person as without having noticed
It has embused, and has gone to the final
Has got a leaf, and the handle began to write
- I thought, there is no love eternal
Now should tell about the return
Yes, I love, though it is not mutual
But my feelings will always live
Start up words sound absolutely fondly
And in a unison sound with rain drops
Forgive, I can not hold in myself
Those feelings that have changed my essence
Those feelings, become end in my destiny
The bus stipped, all in a trice have tumbled down
And as to spite, and can in rescue
It has stopped before of what dreamt
Having reflected for a pity instant
I quickly to a skyscraper have run
And rising, knowing for what purpose
Destroyed a dusty layer on an attic
Having given in to serene fun
Fire burns in my soul, as in the centre
Having burnt down completely in a flame of passions
Only before a hell gate all will judge
And recollecting, every minute with it
It never already, will not be happy … |
