Встреча (по англ)

I have come to this hall.
Also it wanted to be warmed.
From a cold wind of times.
But having seen behind
a rack of you has not believed.
You all as are fine.
As in May dream.

These flowers in hair, as six years ago.
This light in eyes, as six years ago.
This honey on lips, as six years ago.
Again you not mine, as six years ago.

I you can has changed
also me have not found out.
I can to you is indifferent.
I sing this song for you.
On envy to your fleeting friends.

I remember these flowers in soft hair.
I remember this light in your eyes.
I remember honey on your lips.
Look at me and forget the fear.