No Chances, No Variants Poem by Saniya Galeyeva

No chances, no variants,
Irrespective to you in particular.
No chances, no variants,
Irrespective to you in particular.
No chances, no variants,
Irrespective to you in particular.
No chances, no variants,
Irrespective to you in particular.

I'll give you,
I'll give everything to you,
The sun and the moon.
You are going down.
You are already at the bottom,
Poor person.
An unpleasant dream…
The last year's snow…
And in your words there is a lie and emptiness,
Rain and emptiness,
Empty emptiness.
Over again
To wild places,
Count till a hundred,
Live to be hundred.

No chances, no variants,
Irrespective to you in particular.
No chances, no variants,
Irrespective to you in particular.
No chances, no variants,
Irrespective in particular…

You forgot to get to know me, indeed.
What really for?
No problem.
No love.
I do know there is no love.
You killed me…
With a shot…
Point-blank…
Just between my eyes..
You forgot to get to know me in particular…
Next time…
Next time…

No chances, no variants,
Irrespective to you in particular.
No chances, no variants,
Irrespective to you in particular.
No chances, no variants,
Irrespective to you in particular.
No chances, no variants,
Irrespective to you in particular.