Our Love Is One
A wave boils with its foam, freezing,
And dissipates – just only once,
A heart could not to live with treason.
No treason! Love is one for us!
We may be angry, may be reasoned,
Or false – but heart did not decline
To black adultery, to treason:
Our soul is one – our love is one.
In its monotony and emptiness,
All life could usually be gone…
And in this life as long as endless,
Our love is one, yes, always one.