Don't look for reasons if I don't write,
Give me yourself half a line, half a look!
I do not remember the offense, of course I will forgive,
But bravado is no longer the age of happiness...
I'm more used to being alone now quiet,
It's more honest, and easier, and maybe more difficult.
But it hurts so much that you, my beloved, are silent,
You, not my, but I confess, all close kin.
In the pool of happiness I wanted to break more than once,
In the Harbor of your eyes, in the waves of love drowning…
But the crystal Palace of embellishment was breaking down,
On the sand erected from the cubes of Paradise.
Strong for what? Or seem so?
The power is that no one will ever think,
That I run and run after you at night,
Me veil, or shroud, milky moon.
Do not break, be silent, do not dial the phone,
I run away into oblivion, not a sound...not a word…
The Ghost of happiness winds away in a moan,
I'm not ready for changes and better things.
Do not look for reasons, I do not know them myself,
If there is no me, you are not responsible for me.
The soul is torn by the saxophone, and the string sobs…
Only fall the heat irrevocability Shine.
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