To Oksana, the Ukrainian Woman by Nick Aseev

I can't live without you!

I feel dry even in the rain without you,

I feel cold even in the heat without you,

London  is a wilderness for me without you.

Every hour is a year for me, without you

If only crumble, crushing time would;

Even the vault of heaven blue

Seems like stone to me without you.

I don't want to know anything  a new:

The weakness of friends, the strength of enemies, noo!

I don't want to wait for anything, without you,

Except for your precious steps thereabout…