Kiss me, my darling,
On this moonless night
The sweetness of your lips
Will be your parting gift.
I wish to fill with you
My empty soul,
To hold you there
As the barrel keeps
The bitter vintage
Of forgotten years.

Kiss me, my darling,
On this Autumn night
When trees don’t stir
And birds don’t sing.
Kiss me and you
Will hear my heart,
My lonely heart
That you abused.

Kiss me, my darling,
On this silent night
Kiss me while stars
Are still asleep.
Kiss me so that
You’ll never see
The void of sadness
In my eyes.

Kiss me, my darling,
Let not heart believe
That in my life you came
To no other end
But cause the heartache.

Kiss me, my darling,
On this sweet night of misery.
Until the dawn has come
Let’s play the game of love.
I’ll play the role of fool.
Deceive me one last time,
For this night is the last
For both of us, my friend,
Of this you’re not aware.

by Liana Margiva

Translated from Russian by Anatol Kardiukov