Ksey_Gan

LATE LOVE after Theodor Tiutchev

Oh, how in our declining years
We love more tenderly and superstitiously...
Shine, shine, farewell light tag
Of last love, evening dawn serprisely!

Half the sky is covered with shadow,
Only there, in the west, does the radiance wander,
Linger, linger, evening day, sorrow !
Longer, longer, charm.tender!

Let the blood in the veins grow thin,
But tenderness in the heart does not grow thin...
Oh, you, last truly  love at fin !
You are both bliss and hopelessness mean …