Both painful, and sweet,
when you first fall in love
your heart is clogged by fear,
fever flows in your veins,
your blood flames with heat…
painful and sweet!

The hour of goodbye strikes, –
your eyes dim and fill with betrayal,
in the excitement, in the languor of innocence,
you’re afraid, unwilling to recognize it, –
You start to speak and then fall silent…
the pain of goodbye!

Don’t say a word…
You fall mute, become shy, tremble;
a soul, cursing its shackles, 
wanting to pour out your prepared speech…
You have neither power, nor words,
and you just stare and try to respond!

 ... 

Both sweet, and painful…
The thrill of love’s madness subsides;
and heart calms and becomes free…
Words have flowed so easily,
but there’s no one left to listen to them.
sweet and painful.