Untitled poem 2

Ñåðãåé Âÿ÷ Þäèí
In breaking our love we are guilty
And both we have no excuse.
All days spent with you, they were pretty -
Today we got nothing to lose.

You couldn’t keep all what you promised
I couldn’t no longer believe.
And I ask myself: «Were you honest
With me when you’re going to live?»

And now want to say to you sorry
That time I could not it to say.
We’re leaving behind our love story
And everyone’s going own way.

I’m not just like «double-o-seven»
But something I want you to tell -
I would like to see you in heaven
But think I will see you in hell.


13.04.2019