Александр Сальва - Of modern and true love // О современной и настоящей любви

“Since we are barely acquainted,
– She started talking openly, —
And you up to curry favor,
Please tell your name to me”

Without stringency our hero
So simply turned to her and told:
“My name is Dmitriy, or just Dima —
If you prefer this name to call.”

And they continued conversation,
About everything in life
This moment had some queer sensation,
In which they were entirely plunged.

New day was dawning, they felt sorrow,
The talk was ended, though it was time
For him to see her off, the night was over,
He couldn’t stand their first goodbye.

«I have one place for you to show,
All Moscow for this day belongs
To us, although this place isn’t known,
This secret seems to be so close…»

And then, without hesitation,
Without telling empty words,
Agreed this heavenly creation,
And went with him along the road.

They came to clean and tidy shore,
And here meet the new day’s dawn
The Moscow-river slightly murmured,
And lovers here were alone.

Oh, Heaven! This indeed was lovely —
To watch this action to begin
When in the sky the sun was rising:
Fight with the night it had to win.

Sky in purple-colored dressing,
And rays were spreading all around,
The sun was shining and caressing,
Touched everything that very night.

Our hero, gathered all his strength,
And having found the better minute
All doubts gone, just like a wicked fate,
He’s not afraid, no shame, no fear.

He came so closely to her
And gave his darling tender hugging
And with his voice, so mannish, gentle, low
He said her just three words: «I love you…»

No answer. And she held her breath,
Her soul was singing very loud:
Such guys aren’t easy to be met
The better life isn’t easy to be found.

She touched him with a pretty smile,
Just as before, and none of them pretended,
The fate indulged them for little while,
This minute when the first kiss happened.

They stood there just for little while,
With joy in their eyes, so lovely and so happy,
It was the time to say goodbye,
They weren’t asleep of what had happened

To them. Her home wasn’t near.
They finally approached it, and then
For the acquaintance to be clear,
He took her contacts, then he went.

And at parting at her doorway,
For decent manner to be kept,
Nadezhda said to her companion
The words he hardly could forget.

“I want to tell that all was splendid,
I thank our fortune for this chance,
Such a great evening we’ve been spending
Hope we’ll meet not only once.”

That’s how our heroes parted,
And Dmitriy, going silently away,
Thought that their relations started,
And life inevitably changed.

Again I left without attention
My story of the hero’s life,
All his background information
That our hero cannot hide.

He lived in Moscow, studied there
He got just all desired things,
In family so loving and caring
There’s no impossible for him

And since his early age was clear
His strong devotion to the science
The education he was given,
So that he wouldn’t miss his chance.

He was respectful to his parents
And once he reached his adult age,
He started business, very hefty
With friends of his, whom he engaged.

Creative services they offered,
They worked all day and all night long,
From nature sculpted their models
And then they used these works to earn.

They had the profitable orders,
The money were the thickest piles,
And when the place was overloaded,
They found a house in countryside.

So, while he had the certain talent,
And also money for him to burn,
He wished at last, as he was telling
To raise the family of his own.

His sporty image and his figure,
And jogging in break of dawn,
Weren’t bringing closer, as it figured
His cherished dream. He stayed alone.

So, meeting Nadia was a wonder
It woke all feeling now in him,
He didn’t see above or under
The dating that new day would bring.

All thoughts were captured by his Nadya,
Her smile that seemed for him so bright,
Like new and shining heavenly body,
Beam of the only source of light.

With such a thought his walk wasn’t hasting
And finally reached his home as well,
This day was great, it was not wasted,
And with this thought asleep he fell.

The daylight’s breaking through the curtains
The beams of new, just started day
But Dmitriy’s sleeping without notice
Of this, he still is far away.

But then he heard his mobile buzzing
It woke him up from all sweet dreams.
‘Well, who is calling here that nasty?’ —
He thought at first, and then it seemed,

It was his friend to whom last evening
He talked when strolling in the park.
And who arranged the sudden meeting,
And disappeared in the dark.

‘Hi, buddy, was the evening merry?
Come on; just tell what you can’t hide.
Last evening, probably you married,
I went away. You had your time.’

‘What I can tell… Well, I can tell you nothing
Here is true and simple thing:
Who meets such girl is surely a lucky,
Of such a chance one can just dream.

Just understand, that she’s is the only,
She stands apart from those chicks,
With whom before, with time for burning,
Success for us was guaranteed’.

‘My friend, you’re probably, in love,
This look I clearly remember,
These eyes, which glimpse is very shy,
And which will follow her forever’.

‘You know, illusion was unmeasured,
Was nice to me, and I enjoyed
Each moment of this greatest pleasure,
Distinguishing her from them all.
Well, all those minutes we were near,
I still want them now to return,
To look into her eyes, so dear,
The greatest thing I ever learnt’.

‘It is unusual to hear,
I am glad for you in anyway,
The words of love are surely thrilling
But now what can be your plans?
Perhaps I can be of some help?
Though it is really unexpected,
The night is now to be arranged
In a romance that has just happened’.

‘Oh, thank you, brother, for compassion,
A friend’s shoulder is the greatest thing
But this will be my own action,
While my own heart is filled with heat.
All these thoughts – they are not foreign,
To me, I don’t want to be too quick,
It is rather needed to explore
What gift’s for her and where it can be picked?’