Like Night (Как ночь), Konstantin Balmont

Portrait of Balmont by Nikolai Ulyanov, 1909


She came towards me, and she silent was as night,
And with her eyes of violets’ blooming she was gazing
At where the gentle jewelled dewdrops’ rays were blazing,
She came towards me, and her apparition’s sight
Was just the same as quiet insinuating night.

With single glance she penetrated depths of mystery
Where I looked on my other self in speechless glass,
And I was like her face, and she my shadow’s pass,
And we in reaches’ strangeness mute beheld our history,
Ablaze with starry cluster, fathomlessness, mystery

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Она пришла ко мне, молчащая, как ночь,
Глядящая, как ночь, фиалками-очами,
Где росы кроткие звездилися лучами,
Она пришла ко мне – такая же точь-в-точь,
Как тиховейная, как вкрадчивая ночь.

Ее единый взгляд проник до глуби тайной,
Где в зеркале немом – мое другое я,
И я – как лик ея, она – как тень моя,
Мы молча смотримся в затон необычайный,
Горящий звездностью, бездонностью и тайной.

Translation by Rupert Moreton

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