She was fifteen years old. But by the sound of
Heart - I could be the bride of.
When I, laughing, She offered her hand,
She laughed and walked away.
It was a long time ago. Since then passed
Nobody knows the years and periods.
We rarely met and talked little,
But the silence was profound.
And winter night, true dreams,
I left the crowded and colorful room,
Where stuffy mask smiling Peña,
Where I accompanied her eyes greedily.
And she left me, submissive,
She unknowingly, what will happen in a moment.
And I saw a night city, black,
As they passed, and disappeared: bride and groom.
And in the frosty day, solar, red -
We met in the church - in the deep silence:
we realized, that the years of silence were clear,
And that, that happened, - to pass on high.
This story long, blazhennыh requesting that
Full of my stuffy, Singing chest.
Of these songs I created buildings,
And other songs - sing ever.
16 June 1903. Bad Nauheim
