I love you, as before, secretly,
But my step has become firmer.
The foam of passion has flown off love,
And the outer varnish has already worn off.
Only love is a child of nature,
Without jealousy and torment,
I love you not for the sake of pleasing,
But with you the days are so sacred to me...
And, carried away by dreams of you,
I go to the altar with desire.
And I know that I have fallen to you,
And I don't care - I love you!
If you kill me - it will be food for the fish...
But how desirable this storm is!
I love you, as before, secretly...
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