Flipping through the pages of the past...

Виталий Антонович Субботин
P/V...
 That's how it happens,sorry,
 in the heart of sadness
 And, capturing the soul in captivity,
 casts a shadow over the fence.
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 Flipping through the pages of the past,
 and all that was,remembering,
 Pripomnil Park where we walked,
 they dreamed of their future.
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 I enter a forgotten alley.
 Along the Park benches are still the same.
 I don't regret the past.
 But for some reason, tears still.
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 P/V...
 That's how it happens,sorry,
 enters suddenly in heart of sadness,...
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 We were happy once.
 I was poor, she was rich.
 Prevented us from getting married
 and Happiness could not happen.
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 Oh, the times!O morals!Fate!
 Paths are the roads of life...If only
 then we'd both think.....
 Cruel fate-a person!
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 P/V...
 That's what happens,too bad.
 sadness suddenly enters the heart.
 and, capturing the soul in captivity,
 casts a shadow over the fence.
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 So, in sight, strongly not loved
 She's fallen out of love with me.
 Not me,but the other was to his liking.
 She was his wife by right.
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 I went far away,
 and what happened after that?
 I don't know.I forgot, I don't suffer
 and life as it is, so I accept.
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 P/V...
 That's how it happens,too bad..