Office Romance 1

I thought I saw real you
in the morning.

But it was a mistake.
You are real now.

All right, go home. Fast.
The kids are waiting for you.

Go, will you?

Nobody cares, and I’m racking my brains
about a present to Borovskikh.

I’ve found a bronze horse
in an antique shop.

Please let Novoseltsev help me
tomorrow, I will not cope with it.

There’s no such thing as bad weather.

Each weather is Nature’s grace.

Rain or snow, each season…

…should be accepted with gratitude.

Traces of rough weather in your soul…

A seal of solitude on your heart…

And grievous crops of insomnia…

…shold be accepted with gratitude.

Death of desires, years and misfortunes…

The burden is heavier with each day.

What nature has destined for you…

…should be accepted with gratitude.

Changing years, sunrises and sunsets…

And the grace of final love…

And the date of your departure…

…should be accepted with gratitude.

There’s no such thing as bad weather.

You can’t stop the passage of time.

The autumn of life,
as the autumn of a year…

Should be blessed without feeling sad.

Should be blessed without feeling sad.

Hallo, Verochka, may I?

Yes, do come in.

Could you give this letter
to Yuri Grigorievich?

OK.

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