Great tribute to the author, who managed to express the feelings I wordlessly bear within. The least I could do is try to translate it and somewhat put myself into it.
The original: http://www.stihi.ru/2012/12/23/1780
I hear a sermon in breathing and exhalation.
Boy, I am badly allured by your curly hair.
So faint is that impulse, I wish I could truly care
And warm the December like relentless conflagration.
Boy, do you want to own my devoted passion?
Daydreaming to rid myself of a painful burden,
I would give you my heart for a song and not even stir then.
Lanterns wake up and ignite my worn-out stare -
Boy, I am badly allured by your curly hair.
Boy,...
© Copyright: Аннет Алымова, 2013
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"Boy, I am badly allured by your curly hair." - this line holds the whole passion)
I'm amazed, thank you!
Екатерина Яшникова 20.04.2013 17:23 • Заявить о нарушении
I'm amazed, thank you!
Екатерина Яшникова 20.04.2013 17:23 • Заявить о нарушении
the most difficult thing was to keep this fragile balance between passion and tiredness... you did it perfectly well) I hope I've also coped with it
Аннет Алымова 20.04.2013 23:54 Заявить о нарушении
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