Inspiration: Ivanenko Kristina
"Walking around Moscow in a strange state of mind"
http://www.stihi.ru/2011/09/22/652
Again it is silent, without giving a sign,
As if they are not familiar and not good friends,
I want to roar, pull my hair and cry
But I’m a man, and that’s not right.
And again coffee is my great friend,
And thoughts wander out of place in the dark
From worries again I cannot sleep,
Everything had been fine for a week, but now it’s empty.
Calm again, like the moment before the storm,
I let you go again without pain and loss,
Without disagreement and despondency and come what may,
And I can't help it, I roar like a beast.
Moscow is silent, as if everything knows about everything,
Only quietly whispers that everything will be forgotten, will pass,
"That you love the wrong one, my naive fool,
He lives with the other, only loves you, hopes and waits for you. "
Moscow is silent
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