Unquenchable thirst of love…. Михаил ГодовЧитать онлайн книгу.
voice, your smile, your sudden gesture…
You are entirely unexpected
Like sent to me occasionally, good letter.
Like summer breath, like see and love itself
Like hope in the dark hour of despair,
You're going and returning then,
More cherished, as before you were.
And all this takes my breath away,
Of this white flame of fondness and much pain…
Just fly, like poplar fluff in May,
Not knowing of sadness and restraint…
As miracle of life, you are so treasured
Life can't be captured, as it runs unmeasured!
Sonnet 20
Don't harrow my soul, it's deepest part
So wrongfully, with sagebrush-bitter doubt,
Don't it let be occasionally cut,
This tenuous thread, by which our hearts are bound.
Don't tear the ties that join us,
For their living tissue's very fragile,
For we shall not restore them at once
By growing them, so real, so agile.
In our hearts. Let envy, that old witch
Cast her aspersions, splattering the poison:
No one but madman trust the rumors, which
Are spread around. Only love is worthy
Of all your trust. Leave jealousy behind
With our love it cannot be combined!
Sonnet 21
When hands are joined in embrace,
And eyes are in the endless sight
Don't let our words just stir that very bright
And clear minute with their feebleness
That minute when in one heartbeat
Two hearts will burst and fade again.
So queer, it defies our trying to explain
Words are but shadows, shifting, incomplete…
When in the fire of self-immolation
One twinkle with eternity can melt,
Though our language is so vain, but let
Your voice is as a fascination:
With pain, and self-forgetfulness, and mirth
No words one hears can be more inmost!
Sonnet 24
Near the well I'm bowing down
And touch it with my lips, so thirsty
I'm drawing this uneven line
Like bridge between us, frail and frosty
And step on it, for you I start
Each step on rope above the cirque.
I'm falling down in the spotlight
I'll take all agony and hurt.
Which can't be stronger, the unhidden
Fact that I am alive and craving.
This deadly risk I'm happily taking
For chance to see with you the Eden
I'll pay the painful price of falling
For twinkle of my freely soaring!
Sonnet 10
That moment sky swung very slow
Apart. The ground slipped away
Don't leave me, love, now please don't go
We used to share shining days!
Don't leave the distant dreams I saw
The songs and all the lines of mine
Don't you desert me, love, don't go:
The world with you is so divine!
And only when blood in my veins
Is cold, and when my soul's in flight,
Then you, my love, is free to leave
But only at my last goodbye
Though even at the edge of being
Love will remain my clear daydream.
Sonnet 86
Yes, you can act as you are willing,
All of your faults I will forgive,
But I will never let you leave,
Though of goodbye you're now thinking,
You'll turn with this our passion in close linking
By testing its impedance with no fright.
Like fierce wind blow in the depth of night
Will set the fire glowing and twinkling,
As thirst becomes extreme and so endless,
When for some hours we let it last,
Thus our affection will not pass,
For flame of mine is so quenchless
The heart just can't agree and can't surrender
To fate, when love's so vivid and so tender.
Sonnet 87
King in exile remains a king,
This is remembered by the crowd and court
But beggars, even with the golden ring
Deserve the fortune of the wailsome sort
The fortune's folly is a sound reason
But our life is constantly in change
Here reigns and rules His Majesty The Chance
Above all transient, perishable, fleeting.
All comes to end: the fame and honour
Will turn to nothing francs, pounds, doubloons
The currency quite solid is the only
The lovers' coins have a pretty tune,
It throws you down, then you're high above,
That golden coin with the name of Love!
Sonnet 67
I search for a pin in stake of hay
I search for love in disregard,
And under foam search for champagne
And nightingale beyond green buds,
The naked body under clothes
And essence hidden by the glare
A little hope among despair
And rhymes arranged in even rows
I search for violet in the graveyard
Find for my building ground so charred,
Encounters, brighter, then goodbyes
I crave for liberty and spell
I search for a pin in stake of hay
I search for love in disregard.