Her eyes are unlike stars,
A real fire strikes in them like a moth.
One more usual evening is lived
And he is every time different with her.
Her rebukes are the messengers of a coolness
Like a cut grass in August
And let in her words be no truth
She is divinely right.
Somewhere angels are crying:”Forgive-Good-bye”,
The soul is melting like a candle,
The sadness spilled in the heart,
I am forever yours and you belong to no one.
Her radience outshines the sun
And the blood gets frozen in her shadow.
Such happiness is given for a big price,
The wreath wherever you look from.
Any knave will fall in her big pack
Like a victim of a blind jealousy.
She is the one and is leaving me
With a long ago well-trodden path.
Somewhere angels are crying:”Forgive-Good-bye”,
The soul is melting like a candle,
The sadness spilled on the heart,
I am forever yours and you belong to no one.