A.Blok, A Black Raven...- Translation (Rus.)
A black raven in a snowy night,
A black velvet on the shoulders swarthy.
A voice languishing with a singing light
About all nights in the south.
In a light heart - the passion and easiness,
As if to me from sea was a sign.
Over the bottomless chasm to the aeons
There a trotter, grasping breath, flies.
And the snow-wind, your breathing,
Friday, November 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art