"You and I are merely two echoes:
You have fallen silent, and I shall be silent too.
Once, with the yielding of wax,
We surrendered ourselves to the fateful ray.
This feeling, the sweetest of afflictions,
Tortured and burned our souls.
That is why feeling you as a friend
Is sometimes so painful to me that it brings me to tears."
Marina Tsvetaeva
You have fallen silent, and I shall be silent too.
Once, with the yielding of wax,
We surrendered ourselves to the fateful ray.
This feeling, the sweetest of afflictions,
Tortured and burned our souls.
That is why feeling you as a friend
Is sometimes so painful to me that it brings me to tears."
Marina Tsvetaeva