Of modern and true love // О современной и настоящей любви. Александр Сальва

      And Nadia, seeing that’s a joke

      And thinking she could join the play.

      Said: «Well, here’s the money I have dropped,

      But where and how – I can’t tell…“

      Their hearts were beating so insane.

      They looked into each other’s face.

      And even a friend then went away

      And left them standing at that place.

      They summer park was looking brightly,

      So let her soul in evening time

      Rest with the soul of him in silence,

      When lasts this dream with all its charm.

      Street lanterns were so brightly twinkling

      Leaves whispered something to the wind,

      And bird was marvelously singing

      And love inspired everything.

      So, they went on, and trees were dancing,

      And passers-by, casting down their eyes,

      Were so surprised, extremely jealous

      About the destiny’s surprise.

      All this didn’t matter. They didn’t care:

      About someone’s glimpse or other things,

      And Nadya suddenly remembered

      That hadn’t known the name of him.

      “Since we are barely acquainted,

      – She started talking openly, —

      And you up to curry favor,

      Please tell your name to me”

      Without stringency our hero

      So simply turned to her and told:

      “My name is Dmitriy, or just Dima —

      If you prefer this name to call.”

      And they continued conversation,

      About everything in life

      This moment had some queer sensation,

      In which they were entirely plunged.

      New day was dawning, they felt sorrow,

      The talk was ended, though it was time

      For him to see her off, the night was over,

      He couldn’t stand their first goodbye.

      «I have one place for you to show,

      All Moscow for this day belongs

      To us, although this place isn’t known,

      This secret seems to be so close…»

      And then, without hesitation,

      Without telling empty words,

      Agreed this heavenly creation,

      And went with him along the road.

      They came to clean and tidy shore,

      And here meet the new day’s dawn

      The Moscow-river slightly murmured,

      And lovers here were alone.

      Oh, Heaven! This indeed was lovely —

      To watch this action to begin

      When in the sky the sun was rising:

      Fight with the night it had to win.

      Sky in purple-colored dressing,

      And rays were spreading all around,

      The sun was shining and caressing,

      Touched everything that very night.

      Our hero, gathered all his strength,

      And having found the better minute

      All doubts gone, just like a wicked fate,

      He’s not afraid, no shame, no fear.

      He came so closely to her

      And gave his darling tender hugging

      And with his voice, so mannish, gentle, low

      He said her just three words: «I love you…»

      No answer. And she held her breath,

      Her soul was singing very loud:

      Such guys aren’t easy to be met

      The better life isn’t easy to be found.

      She touched him with a pretty smile,

      Just as before, and none of them pretended,

      The fate indulged them for little while,

      This minute when the first kiss happened.

      They stood there just for little while,

      With joy in their eyes, so lovely and so happy,

      It was the time to say goodbye,

      They weren’t asleep of what had happened

      To them. Her home wasn’t near.

      They finally approached it, and then

      For the acquaintance to be clear,

      He took her contacts, then he went.

      And at parting at her doorway,

      For decent manner to be kept,

      Nadezhda said to her companion

      The words he hardly could forget.