The Carriage Third, The Place Is Second… Poem by Dannais dde Daneann

Already winked at you at station
The green-eyed hasty traffic light
And ready start the conversation
The wagon wheels in dead of night.

And the complete we're silence keeping
On platform staying, walking we,
The carriage third, the place is second...
And you are going, leaving me.

In very deed, I think together
We could be happy, happy be…
But something flied away like feather,
Could not have saved a something we.

Your look I catch in opened window,
My tears conceal the parting track…
The carriage third, the place is second...
I ask you, please, come back, come back!

I maybe must forget all quarrels,
To all discord must nothing say? !
Without ticket, any luggage
Along with you go far away? !

But train is your already moving,
The train is going straight ahead…
The carriage third, the place is second...
You gone, I stay with my regret! ..