Stas Mikhailov. Without you (№ 281949)

Forgive me, dear,
What I do - I don't know
Just very bad without you.
Unknown all persons
And my soul can't sleep
Days I percolative in vain.
No rest from me, you know,
But I would be fine with it
If you can wait.
When the sun burns down,
Sadness, longing eats me,
Can't I sleep without you.