О, долго буду я, в молчаньи ночи тайной,
Коварный лепет твой, улыбку, взор случайный,
Перстам послушную волос густую прядь
Из мыслей изгонять и снова призывать;
Дыша порывисто, один, никем не зримый,
Досады и стыда румянами палимый,
Искать хотя одной загадочной черты
В словах, которые произносила ты:
Шептать и поправлять былые выраженья
Речей моих с тобой, исполненных смущенья,
И в опьянении, наперекор уму,
Заветным именем будить ночную тьму.
In the silence of the mysterious night,
your alluring babble, smiles and glances,
your fleeting glances, the locks of your rich hair, locks pliant under your fingertips -
I will long be trying to get rid of the images only to call them back again;
I will be repeating and correcting in a whisper
the words I've told you, the words full of awkwardness,
and, drunk with love, contrary to reason,
I will be awakening the night's darkness with a cherished name.
Oh, long will I be, in the silence of a secret night
Your insidious babble, smile, a casual look,
Fingers obedient hair thick strand
From thoughts to drive out and call again;
Breathing impulsively, alone, invisible to anyone,
Annoyances and shame burned with blush,
Search for at least one mysterious trait
In the words you said:
Whisper and correct old expressions
My speech with you, full of embarrassment,
And intoxicated, contrary to the mind,
A cherished name to wake up the darkness of the night.
In the silence of the mysterious night,
your alluring babble, smiles and glances,
your fleeting glances, the locks of your rich hair, locks pliant under your fingertips -
I will long be trying to get rid of the images only to call them back again;
I will be repeating and correcting in a whisper
the words I've told you, the words full of awkwardness,
and, drunk with love, contrary to reason,
I will be awakening the night's darkness with a cherished name.
