Magic of the Meeting

Now please, you tell me,

A man, who's made my soul vernal,

When my world back then was dull and grey:

Why did I meet you under sky eternal,

Amidst vast chaoses of roads, if you can't stay?

You and me are eternal like the sky is,

And as long as the worlds flicker

You will come to others you should be with,

I'll come to you ,my heart's now bigger...

How it is workaday and prevailing ,

How many times the Earth has seen such hurtful scenes...

Yet you and me ,we aren't never - ending.

This brings me closer to a loving spleen...

There's no us and hence it isn't tragic,

That on the miryads of roads we crossed on line.

I will forever cherish magic

 of our Meeting, although you're not mine...