Я думала, что главное в погоне за судьбой...

I thought that the main thing in the pursuit of fate was
Painting and jewelry work on yourself:
Over all the imperfections that are visible
Over the nasty inclinations that are given,
With magic patches, an iron wall
The dignity brought up by me should stand.
Once I thought so because of my youth.
It seemed that this was the main thing, but it turned out - no.
Of all the well-wishers, none explained
What's important is
for someone to love you like that:
With all the flaws, tears and seizures
By scandals and shifts and a tendency to lie
Considering them the depths, considering them mysteries,
Unknown secrets of your big soul.

Ekaterina Gorbovskaya