Up out of an evil clinging pool
I grew, whispering like a reed,
Breathing the forbidden life
Passionately, languidly and tenderly.
And I bend over back into the cold refuge of the swamp,
Marked by no-one,
Met by the welcoming rustle
Of the brief autumnal moments.
I'm happy with this cruel affront
And in this dream-like life
I envy every other secretly
And am secretly in love with each.
Из омута злого и вязкого
Я вырос, тростинкой шурша, —
И страстно, и томно, и ласково
Запретною жизнью дыша.
И никну, никем не замеченный,
В холодный и топкий приют,
Приветственным шелестом встреченный
Коротких осенних минут.
Я счастлив жестокой обидою,
И в жизни, похожей на сон,
Я каждому тайно завидую
И в каждого тайно влюблён.
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«Here I'm alone in evening hour calm, / I'll only think of you, I feel no qualm. I'll take up book but what I'll read is "she", / And soul again is drunk, distraught with thee. I'll throw myself on old and creaky bed, / The pillow burns... No, I won't sleep, I'll tread. I'll walk to window, ...»
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