Afanasy Fet
So little and so dainty and slender...

So little and so dainty and slender,
Around with me whirling she flies;
So warm are her hands and so tender,
So warm are the stars in her eyes.

And yesterday noon, ah, I saw her,
With her red cheeks all ashen and grey;
Asleep and enshrouded in velvet,
They took her and bore her away.

Ah! Ah! High above through my window,
Pale like a ghost looks the moon.
I dream that we two are still dancing,
Ah, how could it happen so soon?

Translated by unknown author