I will remember only those eyes always,
I will believe only in the purity of these sincere tears.
When you forget me and swim away at dawn,
Leaving in memory only a bouquet of wilted roses.
I will remember only that voice always.
It will caress my heart like a forest stream,
When, covered from the rain under an old little umbrella
I will stay with the fall alone together.
I will only remember these words always.
How many words with yellowed leaves.
With the wind rushed off into the distance.
When you forgot me and swam away at dawn.
How ships swim away from the dock.
And when you say good-bye,
I will see the lost paradise,
I will hear in it departing birds,
I will take paints, I will take a canvas.
I will pour wine and say a toast,
And whisk the dust off from yellowed pages.