Three

Маргарита Крымская
Three times I tried to die.
Three angels lit the sky
Through which three tunnels lay
For me to break away
From Earth where you and I
Together couldn’t fly.
Three times I left and flew
Where I remembered you.
Three times I was returned.
Three words that I have learnt,
As well as their worth,
Have let me fly on Earth.
Three words – to you, from you:
“I love you”. That is true.