Cafe by night

Александр Шарковский
Cafe by night,
alone again.
The night holds tight
with it's black sight
& weeping rain.

You're outdoor,
the window's wet,
can't tell you more,
now & before,
& can't you get...

In vain to glance
on flowing street.
The drops keep dance,
there is no chance,
for us to meet...

So, get inside,
hold destiny,
my love is bright,
forget the night,
be close to me!

Turn back & see,
there is no pain.
Just touch the glass,
that parted us,
& quit the rain!