The Pain of Last Love by Nikolay Dorizo

Why did not  you only meet me,

Young, tender and thin,

In those distant yearse, remote

In those unique springs

My head’s turned snow  white,

What shall I do with it?

Why did I meet you suddenly

Only now?

I forgot among my other peers,

How many years have passed.

You reminded me of this,

Young, slender,  and lust.

I think about one special thing -

I regret my youth spring,

Which drearly passed, unique,

Without you.

How my gray hair fears

Your lock of hair blond.

You seem even younger,

If I am close  around...

Apparently, we won't celebrate our reunions,

Our destinies are different alone.

You are my last love,

My pain!