ur green eyes

Burn that cig into my hand

It's gonna hurt,thought I was dead?

Burn that cig into my hand

I need to have something in my head

Burn that cig into my hand

This burn will stop the thoughts I dread

We still have time to live, you see

Hands wrought under the dark veil...

«What is it that makes you so pale and faint?»

— I’m afraid that I made him drunk with the ale

Of bitter anguish and torturous pain.

Could I forget it? He stumbled out, wavering,

His tormented mouth was twisted and grim...

I ran down the stairs, not touching the railing,

At the end of the walkway, I caught up to him.

I yelled after him: «I was kidding and only.

If you leave me today, I will die.»

He turned back and smiled, so unbearably calmly,

«Don’t stand in the wind,» he replied.

Just yesterday, you met my gaze,

Now you avoid it, grim and dark!

You used to stay till morning rays, —

Now, ravens have replaced the larks!

Marina Tsvetaeva. Translated by Andrey Kneller

Some kill, some steal, some break your heart

And you thought that I would let it go, and let you walk

Well, broken hearts break bones, so break up fast

And I don't wanna let it go, so in my grave I'll rot

I keep seeing a river, the current is fast and fast. And there are two people in the water, holding on to each other, trying their best not to let go, but in the end they have to, because of the current. They are pulled apart, and that's it. That's how it is with you and me. It's a pity, Kat, because we've loved each other all our lives. But it turns out that we can't be together until the very end.