What a sad story-
Taurus in love with Scorpio,
Like Cabernet and Isabella,
The bow in the arms of Helikon.
But who dared to mock love?
Who didn't care?
How can you measure a feeling with a sting?
It was given to us once!
Let him not be so involved in the water.
Let his tail not be so big,
But the thought is beautiful,
So pure that your stream gurgles.
And Scorpio, he also loves,
The giant's caresses are pleasant.
So who said he would ruin it?
Who got into their feelings so zealously?
Who is hurt by someone else's love?
Who can not overcome the curl?
Now sits, a tear dropping,
He plants flowers on graves.