I deceive myself,
When I say that
I can live without you.
I melt in front of your eyes,
When I do not hold
Your face in my
Cold hands.
Having said that
You're leaving me,
You turned away.
I'm locked up
In the room that
We rented.
And you're not here dancing,
And I do not smell
Your words anymore.
Your smile, that shone
Bright, no longer conquer
Me, the "oligarch" - so jokingly
You called me, because
I once told you that
I wanted to rob a bank.
And you laughed and asked,
What would I buy.
And I looked into your green eyes,
And I replied that I would
Give everything to you.
And you smiled at me that last time,
And fate divided us forever.