On The Stage You Were Like A Muse Poem by Liza Sud

On the stage you were like a Muse
in the depths of the grapevine,
if the green - is a symbol of union,
you were beautiful and divine.

And your movements were neat and flowing,
And your dance was like that of Spring,
it has happened at night, the purple,
but with you it was flourishing!

You would have seduced me more easily,
than the dancer-Olga and her striptease,
she walks on the needles, you - pierced me,
as would have failed the Spanish vis-a-vis.

Only you are for me uplifting,
strengthening sense of eternity.
I am adoring you, do you see it?
Respond to me by line, answer me!

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Ты на сцене была как Муза,
в глубине виноградной лозы,
если зелень - символ союза,
ты - божественной красоты.

Ты в движениях плавных, четких
танцевала мне, как Весна,
это было лиловой ночью,
но она с тобой расцвела!

Ты бы легче меня соблазнила,
чем танцовщица Ольги, ее стриптиз -
она ходит по иглам, а ты - пронзила,
как не может испанское vis-a-vis.

Только ты меня поднимаешь,
укрепляя вечности смысл.
Обожаю тебя, понимаешь?
Отзовись строкой, Отзовись!