I want to talk...

I want to talk to you.
To say that love is still alive.
A solid earth under our feet again
Mixed with clay at the gravestones in the spring ...

I remember New Year's Eve,
Outside the school around the corner
Lace snow in frosty silence,
When we returned from a walk home.

Yes, finally falling in a snowdrift
Laughing and gasping with delight,
And then we remembered for a long time
About the magic of the silver sky.

... All together, we accompanied the old year,
That children's song about a tree,
Having closed in a tight dance
They walked hand in hand in a circle ...
...
Moscow winter is always gloomy and dark,
However, the first morning of January came back the sun,
Even if it turned into a bunny from a nearby window -
One hour is the joy flooded my heart.
...
This is because to believe in miracles, I learned as a child.
With you lived in an eternal fairy tale pink.
Now I can't get  back, it is all  lost on you with:
The voids of thoughts about the past flickers dim light.