“I've lived to bury my desires and see my dreams corrode with rust now all that's left are fruitless fires that burn my empty heart to dust. Struck by the clouds of cruel fate My crown of Summer bloom is sere Alone and sad, I watch and wait And wonder if the end is near. As conquered by the last cold air When Winter whistles in the wind Alone upon a branch that's bare A trembling leaf is left behind.” IfsHeartEndsDreamLastsDesireLeftWaitingBehindsWonderWatchesFireFateAirWindColdSummerEmptyWinterCloudsDustBranchesCrownsLeafsLeft BehindTremblingRustEmpty HeartCold AirEnd Is NearCruel Fate Author:Alexander Pushkin
“I’ve lived to bury my desires, And see my dreams corrode with rust; Now all that’s left are fruitless fires That burn my empty heart to dust.” HeartDreamDesireLeftFireFailureEmptyDustEmptinessRustEmpty Heart Author:Alexander Pushkin
“I loved you; even now I may confess, Some embers of my love their fire retain; But do not let it cause you more distress, I do not want to sadden you again. Hopeless and tongue tied, yet I loved you dearly With pangs the jealous and the timid know; So tenderly I loved you, so sincerely, I pray God grant another love you so.” KnowsWantLoveMayCausesFireLove YouPrayingTongueHopelessGrantsJealousTiedDistressSincerelyI PrayYou AgainPraying To GodI Loved YouEmbersTongue Tied Author:Alexander Pushkin
