You don't have the time
To read my silly little songs,
Nor to be with me.

Yes, these are my dreams,
Breaking like the ocean waves
On the rocks of time.

Now it's time to go,
So let me leave in silence--
Like the setting sun.

Though I feel alone,
It stays vivid in my mind--
Your radiant face.

                         October 9, 1999
                      --Alexander Shaumyan