Turning red, temple stairs are fading.
Did you tell me you'd keep the date?
At the entrance to eventide praying
I have opened my heart. I will wait.
I don't know my intent and desire.
I may die of relief and delight.
All aflame in the evening fire,
I will bring you to flaring light.
Scarlet flame engulfs the environs
Dreams have come, unexpectedly, true
You are coming. There's infinite highness
Over me, and the temple, and you.
Покраснели и гаснут ступени.
Ты сказала сама: «Приду».
У входа в сумрак молений
Я открыл мое сердце. — Жду —
Что скажу я тебе — не знаю.
Может быть, от счастья умру.
Но, огнем вечерним сгорая,
Привлеку и тебя к костру.
Расцветает красное пламя.
Неожиданно сны сбылись.
Ты идешь. Над храмом, над нами —
Беззакатная глубь и высь.
«Gift haphazard, unavailing, / Life, why wert thou given to me? / Why art thou to death unfailing / Sentencing by dark destiny? / / Who in harsh despotic fashion / Once from Nothing called me out, / Filled my soul with burning passion / Vexed and shook my mind with doubt? / / I ...»
«So many requests, always, from a lover! / None when they fall out of love. / I’m glad the water does not move / Under the colourless ice of the river. / / And I’ll stand — God help me! — on this ice, / However light and brittle it is, / And you… take care of our letters, / ...»
«For O. A. Glebova-Sudeikina / / What do you see on the wall, your eyes screwed up, / When in the sky the sunset’s burning late? / / Do you see a seagull on the water’s blue / Cloth, or gardens by the Arno? / / Or the great lake of Tsarkoye Selo / Where terror stepped in fro...»
«Blue heaven, but the high / Catholic domes are more blue. / Forgive me, happy boy, / The death I brought you. / / For the roses from the stall, / For the foolish letters you sent, / That your dark and impudent / Face grew pale. / / I thought, a cadet’s pride / At becoming a...»