Ah bi.i.itch, what have you done to me!
You left me for myself, alone!
Going away to heaven boundless!
I am in room with verse and prose!
Oh dear God, what have you done to me!
As you have grabbed without a hug!
And out of bodies you turned upside down
I took my soul out - like a wag!
Oh, how? Residual reflection
Is crawling through memory,
The memory of your expression
It takes away again and beats!
Oh Babetta, what have you done to me!
Painting with colors on the doors!
I love you frantically, rabidly!
I'm on my knees! In tears all!
Not a request for fate that's physical!
The bodies never dare to dream,
Above abysm hydraulic lever arm
That rules the lordship of light beam!
Abysses are to me light open,
A glass balloon is flying up,
When to each letter we're returning,
You scintillate in crystal mind!
Oh, Sveta, all behind your reachless
You became so frank to me!
And I, the king over non-criminals,
Sit with my head in ecstasy,
In soul, body, every cell of it
It doesn't stop - this shake and thrill.
Oh Sveta, Light-illuming, Svetochka!
I worship you with all my will!