Here, You Will Tell, It Was Scattered! Only

Here, you will tell, it was scattered! Only it is better, day - for a day. Year - for a year. That has longer sufficed. You my favourite, you my most-most expensive person, here I ask Destiny, God and who there still is: let will be to you - well! My sun, Egorushka, I love you, I so love you! Sometimes comes to mind: and can more than anything and it is not necessary? Can even: after all you with me - are constant, your presence of th it I feel almost that physically. All the same the person - after all first of all its soul. All speak: "The family says goodbye to a body of the such." Means, such is heart, soul, thought, and the body is not he. And if the body is not ourselves means, I have the most essential, and my life filled over edge with you, is - the "higher" life. Here in what you escape and what to do? While I am, you will not take away yourself from me. Would be to fifteen me of years, there would be I of other warehouse - would have been ill, can, and "have recovered". And so - well after all it is impossible.