If you will live

If you are suddenly wounded
and the wound pierces
you through and through,
then, falling into unconsciousness,
remember my eyes, remember the best and,
most importantly, remember me.

Remember the tender lips you kissed.
When you said my lips were the best,
they always smelled like peach.

Imagine that her eyes
are the color of your favorite Scotch whiskey.
Beloved laughing eyes with sparkles,
painted in the color of dark blue waves.

When you lose consciousness,
don't try to look away.
You know, even in a dream,
My image, the image of Your Beloved,
will always be with you!

And if it suddenly became difficult.
Your whole body hurts.
The soul rushes to the starry worlds
to become one of the stars.
Remember me, my love.
And everything will fall into place.

Everything will be as before, do you hear?
Imagine that morning will come.
You touch me and go make coffee.
Maybe the toast will burn again,
the coffee and toast will turn bitter,
and we'll laugh while enjoying the sun.
Everything will be the same.
If you will live.