When loving someone, don’t disown, For life won’t end tomorrow morning. I’ll stop awaiting you, alone, And you’ll arrive without a warning. And you’ll arrive to blizzard song When nighttime brings the snowy welter, When you remember just how long We haven’t warmed each other’s shelter. And you’ll so want that warmth of mine, Warmth you once didn’t find alluring – Three-person long, the phone booth line Will seem too much for your enduring. Damn time will crawl much like a snail No matter what – the tram, the railway … And sweeping snow will hide the trail At distant edges of the gateway … The rustling book, the ticking clock Will fill my time, not fast, nor funny, Just when my door will feel your knock, Your heart still pounding from the running. For this, there’s nothing I won’t do. And so intense is my believing That I can’t help but wait for you All day, by doorway, never leaving. (Translation by Евгения Саркисьянц)
Posted on: Sun, 09 Jun 2013 00:52:20 +0000
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