Forgive me, that I was. A translation from russian. Zlata Lytvinova.

Well, it's all over... Please forgive me, that I was.

I've touched the heart or maybe I just wanted...

I tried to figure out what love caused,

Who I've become and why I'm still so daunted.

Forgive me for the nights without sleep,

When I was dreaming what might happen later,

For that immense and giant leap,

For words I wasn't able to say straighter.

For happiness that engulfed me for a moment,

For I believed you like a wave believes its shore...

The stronger feeling - the stronger disappointment;

I want to remember you as a man I adore.

For I've forgotten my feminine prudence,

And I was going to my aim outright,

I was so naive, I have no excuses

You were my breathing and you were my light....

Forgive my fondness and forgive being harsh...

All for the first time was with you... because...

I'll say no more...I'm kissing you... goodbye...

And please forgive me... that I was...