Of modern and true love // О современной и настоящей любви

What hopes and plans you cherished

In life before our meeting there,

And had your heart been captured?

What troubles were for you to care?”

Nadezhda:

“My life went silently and worthy:

Assiduous study, parents’ home,

Then it became just somewhat boring,

I found no place in it anymore

I went to Moscow for career

I found a job, plunged into it,

I had no time for love arranging here,

No time for friends, who finally quit.

And you? What can you tell me now?

Can you confess in love affairs, and which?

The question is the same for you: tell, how

Many girls you managed to bewitch?”

Dmitriy:

“My story is so much resembling

Yours, I duly studied, then I worked,

And truly, at those time went dating

Can’t tell you just what it was for.

When I met you, it went unreal.

How much time’s lost in emptiness,

To look into your eyes is little,

Is not enough for me, I guess.”

Nadezhda:

“You aren’t alike all those

To whom I chanced to talk before?

By this love’s trespass, I suppose,

I have been caught, don’t know what for.

Your openness is a caress for my soul,

And I confess to you the thought of mine:

I’ll follow you even when it’s cold

No matter where, and how and why.”

While they discussed each other’s story,

And gentle words of love they found,

The dinner for them was being serving,

From such a plenty their heads went round.

For all these things were his arrangement,

And this was for her surprise

So let it be champagne and candles,

Wine poured slowly in the glass.

Dmitriy:

“I drink a toast to the splendid evening,

Which is continued now, today,

And after all, had this meeting

I hope, just for the happiness’ sake.”

Nadezhda:

“This moment the was really long-awaited

And now I agree with you again

Let happiness of our be painted

With love, for years, not in vain!”

Onlookers go round, near and far

There’s so much envy in their eyes,

As if this couple were the stars

And each their movement was a surprise.

But no! This is rarely to happen,

When love in brought to us by fate,

It’s pity for the ones, for sure:

Who read this and… don’t understand.

Dmitriy:

“And now along the park we’re swimming,

The park where suddenly we’ve met

It’s like a mystery beginning:

One thought and it’s in front of me.