S. B. f-Shtein
There is such love thatâ??s similar to smoke:
If it is bound â?? itâ??s intoxicating,
Receiving freedom â?? vanished, not awaitingâ?¦ ...
Among the worlds, the sparkling spheres,
The name of One Star only I repeat...
It's not because I love Her dearly
But just because I pine with others. ...
Now, O now, in this brown land
Where Love did so sweet music make
We two shall wander, hand in hand,
Forbearing for old friendship' sake,
Nor grieve because our love was gay
Which now is ended in this way.