И рассудок, и сердце, и память губя,
Я недаром так жарко целую тебя --
Я целую тебя и за ту, перед кем
Я таил мои страсти -- был робок и нём,
И за ту, что меня обожгла без огня
И смеялась, и долго терзала меня,
И за ту, чья любовь мне была бы щитом,
Да, убитая, спит под могильным крестом.
Всё, что в сердце моём загоралось для них,
Догорая, пусть гаснет в объятьях твоих.
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- ENG English (Aleksey Berg) , "The kiss", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Emptying my mind, and heart, and memory,
I kiss you deliberately, passionately,
I kiss you for the sake of her who made me
Hide my passions – I was shy and silent,
And for the sake of her who burnt me without fire,
And was laughing, and torturing me endlessly,
And for the sake of her whose love would have been my shield,
Yet now she is murdered, and sleeps under the sepulchral cross.
Everything that caught fire in my heart, for them,
Now, as it is guttering out, let it be extinguished in your embrace.
