Yesterday we met
Sergei Vasil'yevich Rachmaninov
Yesterday we met: she halted.
and so did I... We looked each other in the eyes...
O, God! How she had changed with all that time
The fire in her eyes extinguished, her cheeks grown pale...
And for a long time I stared at her, silently, severely...
My hand stretched out, the poor little soul smiled;
I wanted to speak; but she, for the sake of God,
ordered me to remain silent, and there and then turned away,
and knitted her brows, and pulled away her hand,
and spoke: farewell, goodbye!
While I wanted to say: in eternal separation
farewell, ruined, but sweet creature!