You can't leave me, I know, never,
Because that's not me, who is worth to leave.
If you would try, then from a half-way
You will return, and obviously.
You can't even to breathe without me,
You life will turn to be so bitter.
You will come one day suddenly
Again - and learn, that you're forgiven.
To me, who's not such tender, though,
To me, with a puritan behaviour...
But you'll return and be with me only,
When tired from the distant wandering.
For freedom you could change captivity,
Decide to rove all your life...
It could be so... If I really
Could free you from the deep of heart...
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In russian:
http: //www.stihi.ru/2012/01/05/3894
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem