Let in the coming year feels no one heart's hardened,
No one be left without consolation in the grief and gloom.
Let at midnight in every soul, like in Spring's garden,
Flowers of love and happiness as in a miracle to bloom!

In parting, let memorized ones come to me - all those by whom I was betrayed,
And those, whom I betrayed, who was by me in vanity unfairly forgotten.
To ones, who were in love with me, I should apologize in life's last, final day,
To others, that I loved, I say "forgive" from heart's deep very bottom.

Where light of heaven doesn't reach,
Lies world where sense is blind.
It's dark and there logic fails to preach,
- Mysterious as forest is this place for Human mind.

Open up there guts of earth
In the abyss of time and space,
Where intertwined are life and death,
Being bound in embrace.

In love there is a lot of bitterness and pain.
It's strange, but they hurt stronger in old age,
When impulses of heart continue to rage,
But mind already dares not to hope in vain.

The time's succession order still lives on,
Still moments fly same way as always was through ages.
But old man's mind does not accept the changes,
While getting ready to embrace the fall into oblivion.

The fate is good to some, to others - pain.
So was it, is, will always be again.
Awards gives sparingly, yet generous to beat,
Weaves for elected ones just only two gifts.
So was it, is, and will continue on and on:
A Laurel wreath, and a crown of thorns.

Like rivers flow into ocean
Time doesn't stop its steady motion.
And only Love without caution
Survives the time through its Devotion.