A.Blok, You Are - The Wild Call.. - Translation (Rus.) Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

A.Blok, You Are - The Wild Call.. - Translation (Rus.)



You are - the wild call of horns,
Luring you on the unfaithful trace,
You are - the grey wind of the flood,
The illisive light of wetland.

I love you - as his staff loves stranger,
As warrior - her darling in the battle,
I foresee you, as the expatriate
Foresees his motherland in some way.

But face of yours's invisible, unknown,
Your power is still mysterious for me:
Leading me, as a headman, to a glory,
You burn me, as a passion, to defeat.

December 1913

Friday, November 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: passion
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Lyudmila Purgina

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