Marina Tsvetaeva
I feel cold
I feel so cold - do you know?
I feel so cold - do you hear?
...A forest road
With walls but no roof there
The sky is worn through,
Leaking water...
I dropped into ditch my old rake.
Cold drops flow down
My chemise.
My cold fingers torment a daisy.
The daisy said:
- He doesn't love you!
No fairies, no mermaids -
A road in the forest!
I can get it through,
I don't want shed a tear.
But I am still crying
To this mire.
My cry gonna go
Far and wider.
- I'm loving you! Do you know?
Loving you so, do you hear?!