I dedicate it to my beloved wife, Nevesta!!!!
I remember a wonderful moment:
You appeared before me,
Like a fleeting vision,
Like a genius of pure beauty.
In the languor of hopeless sadness,
In the anxieties of noisy bustle,
A gentle voice sounded to me for a long time
And dreamed of cute features.
Years passed. Storms are a rebellious gust
Dispelled the old dreams,
And I forgot your gentle voice,
Your heavenly features.
In the wilderness, in the darkness of imprisonment
My days dragged on quietly
Without divinity, without inspiration,
Without tears, without life, without love.
The soul has awakened:
And here you are again,
Like a fleeting vision,
Like a genius of pure beauty.
And the heart beats in ecstasy,
And for him they were resurrected again
Both divinity and inspiration,
And life, and tears, and love.