You are not the eternity for me,
I am not the abyss for you.
Instead of a sweetness - honesty...
Means of entertainment - lust.
I am not the sun for you,
You are not the sky for me.
Not tasting the bitterness,
Seagulls stuffed themselves with bread.
I don’t know - where you are,
I don’t know - with whom.
I have no idea where to go.
Should we trust our eyes,
Then it will be raining the day after tomorrow.
Such a pity,
But you see,
Yet again, there is no us.
I am not a sea for you,
And I don’t storm with passion.
Quality of the relationship,
You wish to dilute the paint...
You are not a wind for me,
And you don’t drive the waves,
I am responsible for you,
After all, we are so childish.
I don’t know - where you are,
I don’t know - with whom.
I have no idea where to go.
Should we trust our eyes,
Then it will be raining the day after tomorrow. Such a pity,
But you see,
Yet again, there is no us.
You only need me for the autumn,
I only have you for a short time.
We are not asking for more,
What’s the point, anyway.
2012