You sit alone and weep -
D'you hear?
I know: you wouldn't sleep,
Don't fear.
The lights behind your door
Went out,
I'm your forgotten hour
Devout.
I know, you feel unsafe,
Delirious!
I'll meet you all the same,
My dearest…
You shouldn't be afraid
Of memories…
You were so young and brave,
And amorous!
You ran to amber dawn,
Hilarious!
You wouldn't know you're prone
Of failures.
Now you become more wise -
Don't argue, please!
D'you recall sunrise
And ecstasies?
Why do you bend so low
In misery?
Be still: the wind outside
Is cithering!
Please, answer to my plea:
Was your day loud?
I brought to you a bounty -
A kingly shroud!
1909 - Alexander Blok
Trans. by V.Postnikov,27 Nov 2008
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