TATITERA — Я встретил вас и всё былое

I met you — and all that once was Came alive in my worn-out heart; I remembered the golden time — And my heart grew so warm…

As in late autumn sometimes There come days, there comes an hour, When suddenly spring breathes in And something stirs in us, —

So, all wrapped in the breath Of those years of soulful fullness, With long-forgotten rapture I look at your dear features…

As after an age-long parting, I look at you as if in a dream, — And now — clearer grew the sounds That never fell silent in me…

Here it is not memory alone, Here life has spoken again, — And the same charm is in you, And the same love is in my soul!..