There is no use to ruffle those sweet memories
Of the past love, that in your heart once thrived.
And there’s no need to weep upon the grave
Of your poor soul, that suddenly once died.
Do not recall the days when you were happy,
Remember not the treasure, you disclosed.
Forget those eyes, you loved so tenderly,
Try to forget the one, whom once you lost.
But how terrible it is to lie in bed at night,
So lonely, sleepless, staring at the ceiling.
And, gathering the pieces of your broken heart,
So vainly try to smother that sweet feeling.
Useless Memories
© Copyright: Артур Тухикян, 2004
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