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Sadness knocked on the window again.

She entered the house as an uninvited guest.

In the chair sat down, pulled the mirror.

Shook love in my heart in a handful.

– You know; I don’t love you.

I have long been different.

So, grimacing, teasing yourself,

Brought me words with you.

– My beloved, you look like that

What I loved for many years

Turned now into a dream.

You sow alienation shoots.

You cannot replace her,

The one whose thoughts are more beautiful.

After all, my burning heart,

You extinguish by yourself.

But I know and believe in fate,

Sadness you go away with snow blizzard

And the snowflakes lull a crowd,

Joy will replace blizzard the spring.