AWAKENING
Author: Alexander Pushkin
Dreams, dreams,
Where’s your delight?
Where’s you, oh you,
The joy of night?
Is vanished, gone
My joyful dream,
And I alone
In darkness deep
No longer sleep.
Around my bed
The night is still.
In flash cooled off,
In flash dashed off
Like shoals in streams
Love’s wildest dreams.
Soul to the brim
With longing fills.
It dream’s memoirs
Is catching still.
Love, you, oh love,
Hearken my plea:
Send back to me
Your visions sweet,
And in the morn
Again so thrilled,
Let me be dead,
Be dead in sleep.
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
Just a translation of the famous poem "Probuzhdenye" by the well-known poet, for your pleasure. Merry Christmas, dear poets!!!
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