you don't know yet that it is our last night and after I will leave you for ever... otherwise it is impossible... such is life – we find happiness, and then we lose... this night I won't forget, from the dawn all of us will lose
slowly the torch, bright on a wall, burns down.... throwing flame reflections on the crumpled bed... last time I will raise brocade bed curtains to look at that who is very dear to me
quickly going down on cool ladders... I for some reason several times will stop running away along long, dark corridors fading I peer at darkness back...
on the street, last time I will look back on your sleeping lock and only in ours with you to a bedroom the lonely spark burns this magic light so is far now from me... alas, our happiness will die of this separation... forgive...
muffling in a dense, long raincoat I sit down on your strong gray horse and it in darkness will carry away from here away me... only the horse, the autumn wood will hear my crying...
let beat painfully a branch me on cheeks... and from bitter tears there is in my opinion a fog and the wind ruthlessly breaks my warm raincoat... back, I won't return to the lock not on the cards to be together to us
fog, rain, autumn foliage will hide my traces and I leave you native wash here forever... you and your people won't be able to find me never and I take away from you the most expensive – the child!
yes, with me there will be ours with you the child... you, never learn about that little man. which I already carry under the brittle heart... the child, will be a particle you and my sun
