She sings, and the sounds melt away
Like kisses on the lips,
She looks ‒ and the heavens play
In her divine eyes;

She goes – all her movements,
Or she speaks – all her features
Are so...Read more

She sings, and the sounds melt away
Like kisses on the lips,
She looks ‒ and the heavens play
In her divine eyes;

She goes – all her movements,
Or she speaks – all her features
Are so full of feeling and expression,
So full of wondrous simplicity.

—translation by Igor Prokhorov

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