Life .

In a sly autumn, when the leaves fly,

I was sitting by the window, watching the sunset.

The light goes away like a memory, it is carried away into the distance,

Silence in the heart, but only sadness in the soul.

You left like the wind, going away your dreams,

Promises, words that were like flowers.

With every whisper of the night, with every breath of separation,

I lose myself, as if in silence suddenly.

Do you remember how we laughed, how tightly they held on?

Are you full of happiness in your eyes when you walked together?

Now there are only shadows, and in the pond the reflection -

Only dark water, where there is no admiration.

The smell of your hands is like rain in the morning,

As if life will return again, like a gentle sound in a dance.

But he's gone, only a loud roll,

The heart is pounding in silence, tearing this hell.

I remember how you sang to me about dreams in the morning,

How, fulfilling dreams, we built worlds.

But the world turned out to be as fragile as a glass hour,

And time broke us, leaving us not for us.

Familiar streets are now like a white canvas,

Every step on them is like a heavy bridge.

I'm walking along the road where it used to be light,

Where we walked together and left a trace.

There are parks and benches where laughter is heard,

But now only bitterness lives in every sound.

Like a distant echo, like a tender whisper,

The shadow of your cheerful look is no longer called.

And the stars, like glass, are burning in the sky,

But they don't light my way back.

How many times have I repaired my heart,

But every time it is like glass, broken like evil.

How to arrange a life in this silence,

When in unison with memory knocks in the chest?

When tears pour rains, sending to flight,

Every evening my surf gets up on the windows.

Oh, how lonely I am! Time pulls its gaze,

It's like trains are running in a hurry outside the window.

You left, leaving only a shadow,

It's like the light that goes away - but it's remembered, it doesn't weaken.

But maybe someday, when the stars lit up,

I will meet your shadow in the autumn circle.

And, smiling gently, you whisper to me: "Hello".

Only in this moment will the light of love return.

But now I'm lonely, like an unexpected rain,

Like an abandoned garden, where only the fence blooms.

While the world sleeps, while the stars are burning,

I keep catching only a short glance.