I don't promise anything to you …
Wrong and difficult to live oaths …
I only endlessly forgive you …
For that for forgiveness is impossible …
I don't knit to you at the nights a sweater …
But loops of feelings I knit often …
I don't ask for an oval of your orbit,
You somewhere are. also will suffice me for happiness.
And that I grieve and I miss –
For the future, in general, not terribly...
I don't promise anything to you …
I live you … All other is unimportant...