From Magic I Stopped Beating, Did Not Have Poem by Vladimir Kinal

From magic I stopped beating, did not have,
you a deity in the temple of people was,
Victory over hearts you obtained,
And I as God from flame began to shine!

you overmastered a sun lawlessness
you are a body to me parceled up rays
And darkness disappeared, gladness had opened me,
To look at beauty, I lost one's wits.

It seemed that in the world of miracle it is not,
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? , more wonderful what you,
As on a cross rosened from beauty

Eating up eyes as a comet,
Crowd fell in love, exposing mouths,
About this miracle I told to light.