You were afraid because of our first meeting
but I was praying for the second one.
And today hot evening is again..
How low the sun was setting over the mountain.
You are not with me but we are not parted.
for me every moment is the solemn tiding.
I know inside you there is such torment
that you cannot pronounce any word.
Igor Marinovsky translator
"A Young Woman Buying a Pink from a Young Man" by Giovanni Battista Piazzetta