Loving the deified one

Поэтический перевод произведения «Люблю обожествленную»,
автор исходника на русском языке – [Георгий Зурабишвили]

I can’t avoid but to confess,
My love to deified creation.
Take this, I can’t adore you less,
‘coz you’re yourself a fascination.

Each stroke of yours excites my blood,
Enkindles fire of my passion,
Your sooth subsides my painful flood,
In heart of mine you reign in fashion.

Heat of emotions is so tense,
It doesn’t let to settle down,
Your charming face breaks my defense,
At night all through it comes around.

I’m lured to the dear one,
At crack of dawn when I am lonely,
To cultivate the scorching sun
The planet-dame is able only.

You won my heart at tryst first thing,
By gaze of yours that speaks for years,
In your embrace I get bewinged,
Thus having chased all woes and tears.

With you it’s fun to overcome
Resistless obstacles somehow,
With dear to faint there is no harm,
No point from joy to disavow.

It is for real, not by chance,
The zest by darling one is ridden,
You’re welcome star from the expanse,
And doubtless you are dubbed a bidden.

I’m lured to the dear one,
At crack of dawn when I am lonely,
To cultivate the scorching sun
The planet-dame is able only.