"I will reconquer you from all the lands and heavens above..."
							M. Tsvetaeva

I would reconquer you, but dice were rolled too soon -
I had to follow the sun, forgotten by the Moon,
I would reconquer you, from whom - I do not care,
But road takes away and leads to nowhere.

You were desired price in our long fight,
For when I knew your love I needed no pride,
You were desired price, but struggle was in vain,
Though cards I could have played this time would prove that I was sane.

I could defeat the fate, let chances be so small -
But looks you threw at me prevented winning roll,
I could defeat the fate, but with a morning sun
I saw that though I've had your love tomorrow I'll have none.

I would reconquer you with all my wits and schemes,
But anger broke wings of my beloved dreams,
I would reconquer you and stop the growing pain,
If I could force myself start loving you again.

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