Август

Where can I find a distant light
Love, which no longer exists ?
Maybe he
Cloud draws its beam
On the evening of the field ,
The golden poplars,
At the mall , where lost
Secrets of the key.

August. Maybe still ever
He will say : & quot; Do not worry , do not cry , forget the & quot ;.
August. Like a wondrous summer,
We love that is not returned.

Since when dawn clouds
From what heavenly islands
Next are fogs
You carry with you , Love ?
Two hearts in sacrifice izberesh ,
One of their fire burned;
Strangers suddenly become an obsession you
Freestyle two - into slaves !

Why so clean source of love ,
When the law it is cruel ?
Opal - and again leave us
The sun among the clouds .
And now where to find me the light
Love, which no longer exists ?
Maybe he
cloud
His pulls beam.