I am closer and closer to you,
you're a sapphire in my face,
as if they embedded a plate,
and it shines insied me with rays.
You were always in a blue robe.
Blue's the color of Mother of God.
It's the color of virgins, glorious,
you may hardly find more sublime.
But there is one more high - white color,
but all suits in their secrecy
turned this color into the black one-
color of convent's cenobites.
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Я к тебе все ближе и ближе,
ты - сапфир у меня в лице,
словно встроили мне пластину,
и она сияет во мне.
Ты носил всегда синие рясы.
Голубой - Богородицы цвет,
Цвет невинности, цвет - прекрасный,
и возвышенней цвета нет.
Хотя есть еще выше - белый,
но по тайне от всех мастей,
превратился здесь в черный цвет он -
цвет насельников монастырей.
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I would like to translate this poem
Blue is a sky color which might explain its spiritual associations. It's also the color of the oceans which are reflecting the blue of the sky and that makes earth THE BLUE PLANET. You are citing the blue of St Johns robe and the Virgin's. You have white linked to black via the color of innocence and the color of nun's habits. But there another color present but invisible to human eyes - The transparency of Light itself.