A.Blok, I Walked To Pleasure... - Translation (Rus.) Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

I walked to pleasure. My way was glittering
With evening dew, red by its light.
And in my heart the voice was singing
The morning song, which's faded far.
The song of morn, when dawn's aspiring
To go to the end, and stars were glowing,
And heaven's seas were were purple coloured!
The soul was flamed, the voice was singing,
In evening time with a morning sigh
I walked to pleasure. My way was glittering,
With evening dew, red by its light.