And shocks of passion s echo...

You are silent and I am silent,
I don't write you these stupid lines...
And you don't know how I want to know
I will see it with my own eyes:

Ellipses in your trembling,
And the trembling of the echoes of passion,
Shaking me as it shakes us,
And hold in love power action...

I promised you not to write,
Not to throw poems into the "boxes,"
And not to wait for dreams, not to like,
But my fate pulls me into the abyss

Ellipses in the trembling of you,
And the trembling of the echoes of passion,
That shake me as they shake us,
And hold in love power action...

I have not yet taken a single drink
Of the slow, heavy beating of your heart,
And torment me like leprosy's thing
The untouching of tender hands, wise

Ellipses in your trembling,
And the trembling of echoes of passion,
Shaking me as it shakes us,
And hold in love power action...

I did promise to you not to write,
Do not throw poems into the "boxes,"
And don't wait for dreams,don't to like,
But my fate drags me into the abyss

Ellipsis in the trembling of you,
And the tremors of echoes of passion,
Shaking me as shaking us too,
And holding in love power action...

I have not yet drunk a single drink
Of the slow,heavy knocking your heart,
And torment me by like leprosy's thing
The un-touching of tender hands smart...

Ellipsis in the trembling of you,
And the tremors of echoes of passion,
Shaking me as shaking us too,
And holding in love power action...