Paganini

       Don't ever break, my favourite last string!
       And I will finish one more genious prelude.
       I'll draw the bow and blow up in a minute
       And then let just the devil play and wing.
       Don't ever break, my favourite last string.
       You are my Bacchae or you are my bride,
       You've got so little time, so little distance.
       The rest ones have been broken side by side,
       But you are still alive in your existance.
       Don't ever break, the last one in my fight.
       But one will hang the throat of violin
       And smile by that one sepulchral sly smiling.
       So I will see the wall instead of scene,-
       Don't ever break, my only living driving.
       Don't ever break, my favourite last string.
       And all my life would worth like cheapest thing
       If I'll forget in my tremendous role
       About my last unbreakable one string,
       Where I contain my life, and death, and soul.
       Don't ever break, my favourite last string...