They Do Not not Renounce Loving    by Veronika Tushnova

They do not renounce truly  loving:
After all, life does not end tomorrow.
I will stop , for the thyour visit waiting,
And thyou will come very suddenly known.

And thyou will come when it is dark mist ,
When a blizzard hit the slimline glass,
When thyou remember how longnees pass
Since did not warm each other. alas .

And so thyou want warmth in vain 
not beloved once, shabby,
That thyou can not wait in the line
Three people near the telephone cabin.

And that will, as luck would have it, crawl
Tram, metro, I don't know what is there.
And the blizzard will cover over  the way
On distant approaches to the gate ...

For this they can give everything new,
And before that I believe in it more,
That it’s hard for me not to wait for thyou 
All day without ever leaving the door.

                                                              There’s will be sadness silence in the house,
                                                               The wheezing of the meter, the rustling of a book,
                                                               When you knock on the door with pause ,
                                                                  I’m running sharply  upstairs without a break.