No, you’re wrong, that person no longer lives here,
I do not want to remember such a person.
was it for me dream, but she became ashes.
no, do not look in May winter, it was not,
colorful rainbow without soaker no, it was not.
no, do not look at the rising moon, it is not was,
this guy here with me not living, it’s past.
Please go away, know that I have the right to be alone, he
long gone in nice summer day.
Somewhere will be now, but not to me, but not me.