To Tatiana

Сергей Зинец
I’m crazy, baby, ‘cause I cherish
A dream of voyage right to Paris.
I’ve been in emptiness and sorrow
And now for me there’s no tomorrow.
Tonight I’m leaving there by train,
(Tried to persuade you but in vain),
With expectations, hopes and fears,
With noise of station in my ears,
Deep down, a little sad and blue,
With priceless memories of you.