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Tjutčevs, STALKERS, vēlmes guns..

30 Nov

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nz3x0lcLLcc&feature=player_embedded

Fjodor Ivanovič Tjučev

tusklyj ogn’ zhelan’ya

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Dull Flame Of Desire*

I love your eyes, my dear
their splendid, sparkling fire
when suddenly you raise them so
to cast a swift embracing glance

like lightning flashing in the sky
but there’s a charm that is greater still:
when my love’s eyes are lowered
when all is fired by passions kiss

and through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire
and through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire

Stalker“, Poem by Fyodor Tyutchev,

Lyublyu glaza tvoi moj drug
S igroj ih plamenno-chudesnoj
Kogda ih pripodymesh’ vdrug
I slovno molniej nebesnoj
Okinesh’ beglo celyj krug…

No est’ sil’nej ocharovan’ya:
Glaza, potuplennye nic
V minuty strastnogo lobzan’ya
I skvoz’ opushchennyh resnic
Ugryumyj, tusklyj ogn’ zhelan’ya.

Aprel’ 1836

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