Дорогая пропажа

The most tender love comes to an end ,
Infinite longing breaks yarn,
What do I do with you, with me , at last,
How do you forget , dear missing ?

Soon you 'll be someone's favorite wife ,
Thoughts become calmer and more beautiful hair ,
And from our fire spring blue
Will remain in my heart and memory even .

Years will be flickering, as in the steppes of the train ,
Gray days will be similar to one another .
Without love, you can also live sometimes ,
If the heart is silent and does not disturb the soul .

But someday you're all alone ,
Twilight will be in a clean and tidy house ,
Go up to the phone deathly pale
And otyschesh lost in the memory number.

And the answer you a voice stranger :
& quot; He left a long time, and not even address ... & quot;
And then you cry ... My only !
How do you forget , dear missing ! ..