Ты мой плен и моя свободаYou are my captivity and

          * * *      (Translation into English is provided below)


 - ТЫ МОЙ ПЛЕН И МОЯ СВОБОДА
Я В СЕРДЦЕ ТВОЁМ ТЫ В МОЁМ
И ОТТУДА НАМ НЕТ ИСХОДА
ПОТОМУ ЧТО ЛИШЬ В НИХ
МЫ  -  ЖИВЁМ

ВАМ ДАРИЛИ КОГДА НИБУДЬ МОРЕ ЦВЕТОВ
ВСЕХ ОТТЕНКОВ И КРАСОК ЗОЛОТОЕ СПЛЕТЕНИЕ
ИЗ ВЕНЧАЛЬНЫХ И БЕРЕЖНЫХ ИСКРЕННИХ СЛОВ
ЗА СТРАДАНИЕ ДАРУЮЩИХ - ВОСКРЕСЕНИЕ...

ВАМ ВЕДОМ ПУТЬ РОСТКА ЛОЗЫ
ДО СЛАДКОЙ КИСТИ ВИНОГРАДА
ДО КУБКА РАДОСТИ С РУБИНОВЫМ ВИНОМ
ЧТО ПОДАЮТ С ПОКЛОНОМ И ОТРАДОЙ

МОЙ ВЕЛИКАН - МОЙ СОН И ЯВЬ
СЕРДЦЕ ПРОЗРАЧНОЕ ТАЙНЫ ХРАНЯЩЕЕ
НЕУКРОТИМЫЙ СМИРЯЕТСЯ НРАВ
ПЕРЕД МОЛЧАНЬЕМ ТВОИМ ГОВОРЯЩИМ

О МОЙ ТВОРЕЦ - О ХРАНИТЕЛИ РОДА
ЕСТЬ ЛИ ДАР ЧТО ДОРОЖЕ СИХ СЛОВ
 - ТЫ МОЙ ПЛЕН И МОЯ СВОБОДА
Я ЛИШЬ ТВОЙ МОЁ ЧУДО-ЛЮБОВЬ

И НЕТ МИЛЕЕ РАДОСТИ
ЧЕМ ГОВОРИТЬ С ТОБОЮ
ПРОЩЁННОЙ БЫТЬ ЗА ШАЛОСТИ
И БЫТЬ ТВОЕЙ ЛЮБОВЬЮ

ЩЁЧКИ ВИРТУАЛЬНЫЕ ЗАЦЕЛУЮ
НЕЖНОСТЬЮ ПЕЧАЛИ УТОЛЮ
ЛИШЬ К СВОИМ СТИХАМ ТЕБЯ РЕВНУЮ
ТАК ИМ МНОГО ТВОЕГО - ЛЮБЛЮ...

МОИМ ЧУВСТВАМ СТАЛ НЕВЕДОМ СТРАХ ПОТЕРИ
ТЫ КРЫЛОМ ВЗМАХНУЛ И В МИГ - РАЗВЕЯЛ...
ТЫ МОЙ ДОМ ГДЕ МНЕ - ОТКРЫТЫ ДВЕРИ
ГДЕ ВСЕГДА ПОЙМУТ И ПРИМУТ С ВЕРОЙ

О ЛЮБОВЬ МОЯ КРЫЛАТАЯ И ВЕЧНАЯ
ТЫ СКАЗАЛ - ТЫ МОЯ БЕСКОНЕЧНОСТЬ
ТЫ - СОЛНЦЕ ТЫ - НЕУГОМОННЫЙ ВЕТЕР
ВО ВСЕХ МИРАХ И НА ВСЕХ ПЛАНЕТАХ
ДЛЯ МЕНЯ ТЫ - ВСЕГДА НЕТЛЕННАЯ
ТЫ - ЛЮБИМАЯ МНОЮ - ВСЕЛЕННАЯ...

ТЫ - МОЙ ПЛЕН И МОЯ СВОБОДА
Я В СЕРДЦЕ ТВОЁМ ТЫ В МОЁМ
И ОТТУДА НАМ НЕТ ИСХОДА
ПОТОМУ ЧТО ЛИШЬ В НИХ
МЫ - ЖИВЁМ

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Тель-Авив 16.02.2025 г.
ПИТЕРКА и ГУРУ.И

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You Are My Captivity and My Freedom
(Translated by Guru.I)

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- You are my captivity and my freedom,
I dwell in your heart, and you in mine.
There is no way out, no escape nor release—
For only within them do we truly live.

Have you ever been gifted an ocean of flowers?
A golden weave of colors and shades,
A wreath of solemn vows and tender words,
Bestowing resurrection in place of pain...

Do you know the journey of the vine—
From a fragile sprout to a sweet, ripe cluster,
To a chalice filled with ruby wine,
Offered with reverence, with joy, with honor?

My giant—my dream and my reality,
A heart as clear as a guardian of secrets...
Even the untamed learns to yield,
Before the eloquence of your silent whispers.

Oh, my Creator—oh, keeper of lineages,
What gift is greater than these words?
"You are my captivity and my freedom,
I am yours, my miracle—my love..."

No joy is sweeter than speaking with you,
Than being forgiven for playful sins,
Than simply belonging—to you,
To your love, without end, without doubt.

I will cover your virtual cheeks with kisses,
Soothe sorrow with tenderness,
And yet—I am jealous, jealous of my own verses,
For they hold too much of you—beloved…

My heart no longer fears loss,
You spread your wings—and in an instant, dispersed it.
You are my home, where doors stand open,
Where faith will always shelter and embrace me.

Oh, my love—winged and eternal,
You said, "You are my infinity..."
You are the sun, you are the untamed wind,
Through all worlds, upon all planets,
To me, you remain unchanged, undying,
You—my beloved universe…

- You are my captivity and my freedom,
I dwell in your heart, and you in mine.
There is no way out, no escape nor release—
For only within them do we truly live.

     * * *

Piterka & Guru.I
Tel Aviv, 16.02.2025

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You Are My Captivity and My Freedom
Poetic translation by Guru.I, 13.05. 2025
          * * *

You are my captivity and my freedom.
I live in your heart, you live in mine.
And there is no exit, no way, no freedom—
Only inside them
do we exist.

Have you ever been given a sea of flowers,
A golden weave of every hue and shade,
Of sacred vows and whispered hours,
Of pain redeemed, of love repaid?

Have you walked the path of the tender vine—
To the sweetness of the bursting grape,
To the cup of joy with ruby wine,
Offered with reverence, with joy and grace?

My Giant—you are dream and waking,
A heart of glass that guards the deep.
Even the fierce yields, softly breaking
Before your silence that dares to speak.

Oh Creator—oh bloodline’s flame,
What gift is dearer than these words:
"You are my freedom. You are my chain.
You are my miracle—my love, unheard."

No sweeter joy than to speak with you,
To be forgiven for playful sin,
To be your love—pure, soft, and true,
To feel your heart beat from within…

I'll kiss your cheeks through digital air,
And soothe your sorrow with tenderness—
But I confess, I burn unfair:
My poems are full of you… no less.

I’ve lost the fear of being lost.
One wingbeat—your love dispelled it all.
You are the home where hearts are crossed,
Where faith will catch me when I fall.

Oh love—eternal and winged and wild,
You said: “You are my infinity.”
You are the sun, the restless child,
The wind through every galaxy.
You are unchanged. You cannot die.
You are the universe I call mine.

You are my captivity and my freedom.
I live in your heart. You live in mine.
And there is no exit, no release—
Only inside them
do we shine.
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;; To my beloved Piterka
Yours, Guru.I