I don't like your irony.
Leave her outdated and not alive,
And you and I, who loved so dearly,
Still retaining the remnant of feeling, -
It’s too early for us to indulge in it!
Still shy and tender
Do you want to extend the date?
While rebelliousness is still boiling inside me
Jealous worries and dreams -
Don't rush the inevitable outcome!
And without that she is not far away:
We are boiling more intensely, full of the last thirst,
But there is a secret coldness and melancholy in the heart...
So in autumn the river is more turbulent,
But the raging waves are colder...