I Shall Leave You Poem by Uktamoy Khaldorova

This night when the Moon is alone in the sky,
This night when passion of love is neglected by,
This night when hungry hands stretching tired
I shall leave you!

Like a star flying in the sky without a sign,
The blood is foaming in the eyes of torment.
When missing is sure to end us any moment,
I shall leave you!

Mints sickening for love have faded,
On my bosom a bird flying has died.
Bother you no longer I would,
I shall leave you!

A wild wind would pass playing,
The net, I put, has caught no lion.
How luckless our lots and hearts are!
I shall leave you!

The looks have turned into black coal,
On the bushes beautiful sins turned pale,
Into the sky the woes are going with thunder.
I shall leave you!

The tears of heaven are lines of cranes,
A white quietness would be touched close,
Without me sins would be written on your days,
I shall leave you!