Alexander Blok
I see the long forgotten blaze...

I see the long forgotten blaze,
And I can clearly hear, in silence,
Another song behind the violins,
The chesty voice that filled the space.

That's how she answered all my pledges,
My love and passion, first and last,
I recognize it when the blast
Of wind and blizzard wails and rages.

The past has gone without a trace,
And only some one's aspiration
Reminds me somehow, with good grace,
Of happiness and exultation.

Translated by Alec Vagapov