Amid the worlds, in twinkling of the stars
There’s the One, whose name I always utter…
‘Tis not because I love Her with my heart,
But rather because languish I with others.
And if my doubt is hard in all its might,
‘Tis She alone, whom always I inquire,
‘Tis not because She gives abundant light,
But rather because with Her no light is required.
Среди миров, в мерцании светил
Одной Звезды я повторяю имя…
Не потому, чтоб я Её любил,
А потому, что я томлюсь с другими.
И если мне сомненье тяжело,
Я у Неё одной ищу ответа,
Не потому, что от Неё светло,
А потому, что с Ней не надо света.
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