I have dreams in which I loved… (Galina Belysheva)

I have dreams in which I loved.Are your words to my memory presents,Through so many years they are indestructible Soul in a dream the words of mercy asks That you write “I love” correct.And I’m trying to read the blot You a chance I don’t leave Traces of your letters is blind, dim And memory, as to spite, vengeance is walking,Memories pouring wine without measure.Scraps of phrases in my soul chasing,Getting last Chimera 2009