To Lady Diana Spencer

The princess of my my heart.
"Who hath dared to wound thee"?
                Oscar Wilde

"You used to be" - - it's difficult to say,
I hardly can believe you are no more,
Like falling star - it's sinking on the shore,
What's left to me - the only thing to pray.
"You used to live" - it's difficult to think
Like falling star - its destiny  to sink.
Your sparkling eyes I never will forget,
Your charming face now motionless, oh dear.
You were caught into an awful net,
I shudder and my heart is full of fear.
My dear girl - you are in gloomy sky,
The only question which I ask - "Oh Why"?
I know you were victim of the plot
And weak enough to cut Gordian Knot.
My charming princess - it's your paradise оо   сняв х 
I envy you - you have become so wise.
I am not worth of you I am not wise enough,
How much is left to me a century, or half?
In any case my days on Earth will end
And I'll leave for ever sinny land.
And while I am on Earth, I will remember you,
But very, very soon I will catch up with you.
I will be on my knees, you will be always my
And I will be with you until the oceans dry.

Сентябрь 1997г.