Marina Tsvetaeva - Now Im lying down-faced

Виктор Постников
Now I’m lying down-faced
- Furious !  - on the bed.
Feeling if you wanted
To be my student,

I'd be up for the very moment,
- Hear me, my student ? - 

In gold and silver,
Undine and Salamander.
We would sit near the fire
On a carpet's amber.

Night, fire, a face moonlit…
- Hear me, my student?

And unrestrained – my steed
Loves the furious pace! –
I would throw the Past -
By packs -  into a fireplace:

Roses and books senescent.
Hear me,  my student?

And when this ashy pile
Has finally calmed down, -
Oh my, what miracles of you
I would draw out!
 
Your youth would resurrect!
- Hear me, my student ? -

And if  you would decide
To dash into a science trap
I would be overjoyed,
Wringing my hands,

Feeling, you’re great!
- Hear me, my student?

1913



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