I am your extended wife...
I am your extended wife.
You also have a wife — immediate.
I am needed in your life.
I commiserate completely.
I know your child holds you back.
With you arms around me wound,
You are staring at the clock —
I won’t even make a sound.
In God’s name, do not stand still...
You were meant to be together.
My extended sister will
Make your bed, it’s for the better.
On the train, I’ll flee from love,
Jealousy will drive me crazy!
Staring at your photograph,
I’ll make sure to bring a razor.
Я — двоюродная жена.
У тебя - жена родная!
Я сейчас тебе нужна.
Я тебя не осуждаю.
У тебя и сын и сад.
Ты, обняв меня за шею,
поглядишь на циферблат —
даже пикнуть не посмею.
Поезжай ради Христа,
где вы снятые в обнимку.
Двоюродная сестра,
застели ему простынку!
Я от жалости забьюсь.
Я куплю билет на поезд.
В фотографию вопьюсь.
И запрячу бритву в пояс.
«When, in the night, I wait for her, impatient, / Life seems to me, as hanging by a thread. / What just means liberty, or youth, or approbation, / When compared with the gentle piper's tread? And she came in, threw out the mantle's edges, / Declined to me with a sincere heed. / I say to he...»
«Muse went away by the road, / The autumnal, narrow, steep, / And her swarthy feet were slopped, / With large drops of dew in her slip. I begged her, with hope and fear, / To stay till the winter’s white lace, / She answered, “There is a grave here, / How can you still breathe in su...»
«Something of heavens ever burns in it, / I like to watch its wondrous facets' growth. / It speaks with me in fate's non-seldom fits, / When others fear to approach close. When the last of friends had looked away / From me in grave, it lay to me in silence, / And sang as sing a thunderstor...»
«My hands clasped under a veil, dim and hazy... / "Why are you so pale and upset?" / That’s because I today made him crazy / With the sour wine of regret. Can't forget! He got out, astound, / With his mouth distorted by pain... / I, not touching the railing, ran down, / I was running t...»