Once some two people had misunderstood
each other
and had a fight
But they have long ago died
and now after so many years
I ask myself why do we feel 
the pride
repeating after them
why two respected families
consider loftily 
themselves as enemies
of other
this sudden enmity 
attracted the attention
of amur on the sky
it makes him laugh
and cry
when hand with bow shakes
and arrow flies
not as he planned
but by mistake
just by mistake
we've met each other eyes
like in a fog
I touched your hand
and you touched mine
and at that moment
the counting of time
had began for us
...we have only two days...
two days to live 
to love to fly
only tow days for you
and me
my wings will wilt
if you will die
if you will leave
if only these two 
families could stop
give their lives
for fight
I wouldn't have to give
for life my life