Why should we be so close, say: Why?
We tempt the distance. And my mind
And heart need the old-fashioned ones:
You are a pany – I’m a pan.
You see, I try to be polite
And it is devils`es delight
To know that we have lost the main
And have a shred of love and pain.
The only thing I want, my duchess
To hear from the evening darkness
Your voice with love and caress say
Please stay with me, don’t go away
I feel a sorrow. What I need
Is just to whisper that I love you
My darling friend. Let us repeat
The feeling our of desire.