To her

Elvina, Dear friend, come, give me a hand,
I vyanu, stop hard living the dream;
Tell me - if I see a long ... eh separation
I rock convicted?

Shall never at each other will not look,
Ile eternal darkness covered my days?
Shall we ever morning will not find
In the arms of love?

Elvina, why in the late night hours
I can not embrace you with joy,
On the sweet eyes full of longing to tend
And passion tremble?

And in silent joy, in raptures of delight
Your whisper sweet and quiet moan heed
And quietly in the darkness for a modest bliss of awakening
Near nice to fall asleep?

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