To-doís! I have been tortured by to-doís: every wink, every hour, every day. Adieu! The time is burnt, and so am I - just a shell, burnt away! Perhaps You are still waiting, maybe not - gone away, fell asleep. Perchance youíre talking to me in your mind, so to speak. Agree: You must present me just one eve, a whole eve, just one eve, And we Will only talk at length. Believe! Again! There are new errands night and day, all the time, night and day. In vain To try to catch up or to find... Not again, hard to find, gone away! Bad luck! I cannot keep up now with you, I am late, always late. Iím stuck: Itís like Iím standing in the line for my fate. Agree: You must present me just one eve, just one eve, a whole eve, So we Will only talk at length. Believe! My friends: I have not seen them for a while - it all crashed, many chores, balderdash. And then My chores all vanished, the whole stash, in a flash, turned to ash. You know, He could not wait another day - a delay, a delay. And now There are no chores for me to do, anyway. Agree: You must present me just one eve, a whole eve, just one eve, Then we Wonít even talk at all. Believe!
© Kirill Tolmachev. Translation, 2023