The Past Is Crowded With Masks… Poem by Janri Gogeshvili

The time has passed,
when she loved you,
Cute, well-read Virgo,
All night long she read your novel,
And the excited lilac for her sang.
The time has passed,
When the letters were brought
Tender and mystical melancholy,
Along the way,
Incinerated clean images,
Don't be sad,
The past is crowded with masks,
The space poses, shed tears;
on the horizon mystical images...
12.05.2006
Translated from Georgian