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You have so much from yesterday,

I have so much from today…

Just touched of the sleeve

I suddenly felt something.

You have so much from the spring,

I have so much from the weather…

Ask the autumn  about the dreams,

Because with them the years are passing.

You have so much from the mind,

I have so much from the seekings…

The turn of the opened pages

Will replace for us the novel and mystery.

You have so much from the love,

I have so much from the birds, flying in the sky…

I was dreaming the days about you,

Don’t requiring neither words, nor notes, nor phrases.

You have so much from that,

Which was making the mind some time,

In me there are both the syllable and Art-nuvo,

But  only I have little of the future.

I was the hoar-frost in the past,

I was your soul formerly,

When I have seen you I understood,

That the eternity is guilty in you only.