My Man

This is a poetic translation of the poem of Alla Dovletova

The sky is dark, and clouds a-hover –
The soul is occupied by chill
Like phantom gaze your days are over
No traces left by windy will.

You followed spring as bird a-flying,
I’m left with Fall and chilly rain,
With golden leaves the Woods get dyeing,
Without you the days – a pain...

I love your soul’s inherent beauty,
I’m fond of your civility,
I love your soul’s endless duty,
And your na;ve serenity...

Your smiling is my admiration,
That shines as sun upon my day,
I will absolve all deviations,
Cause love will save us - come what may...

I’m thankful for your every moment,
My heart resides with you alone,
You are my priceless life’s bestowment,
That keeps me from the storm and frown...

I love your loving tender gazes,
You are my bounty, my repose,
Your voice, my only days of pleasance,
To be with you is my true choice...

You followed spring as bird a-flying,
You left as leaves in windy strike,
The sky is dark and rain is crying,
You were my sun and moon alike...

Through fogs and rains I will be flying,
The night will hide me through lifespan,
And through the life I will be trying
To be beside my only man..