A night of hot summer
A night of hot summer,
That was the night when
our eyes first met, when
the thick air started not
to bother me anymore
That was the night the moon
showed your beauty.
Only then I understood
how you would have changed
my entire life forever
A night of cold autumn,
That was the night when
your face started to go pale
That same night your hand
started to tremble, and
a smile grew heavy
That’s when I met the old
and tedious, thick air again
It was the first night of winter,
That night our eyes met
for the last time and our hands
last touched.
It was the first night of spring when
I cried for love, for the first and last time
It was a morning of spring,
When a flower bloomed next to your grave.
