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But, alas, you are not so merciful, lady,

And you have given me only iron fetters.

Dreams are dreams, and the reality is

That I am destined to be in this world

Only as your faithful sweet slave,

But not as your beloved soul.

Spring 2018

Forgive me, my love,

I have tried more than once to forget

Everything that was between us,

But I don't have the strength to do it.

With you, I have become not myself —

I have become softer and more vulnerable

The masks that I have worn for so

Long have all come off at once.

My pride is my mate,

It has become not a destiny with you,

Because only you alone have managed

To see the truth in me.

Forgive me for my selfishness,

For not being so patient.

But I am besotted with you,

Your beautiful soul.

Spring 2018

My love for you is strong,

But you couldn't accept it.

And dying again and again —

I pray, for once don't push me away.

I have told you more than once

That I am ready to ruin myself,

That I am ready to give everything

For one of your warm looks.

I remember your lips touching,

I remember your playful hands,

Alas, not wanting me.

Is this the end for me?

The fire of hope will not fade,

Faith in faith will not lose,

Because I am sure of one thing —

A little, but I was loved.

Spring 2018

You are not only able to resurrect,

But also cool to kill.

It is both a curse and a gift,

But I do not know what it promises.

Your life is a thorny path,

The sea is a sea of difficult trials.

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