Σαββατιάτικο

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

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I love your dear eyes, my friend,
With their play so bright and wondrous,
When you promptly rise them, and,
Like with a lightning in the wildness,
Embrace at once the whole land.

But there's more fabulous attraction:
The eyes directed to the floor
During the crazy osculation,
And through the lashes, set before,
The dusk and gloomy flame of passion

Fyodor Tyutchev

(η σκηνή είναι απο την ταινία Stalker του Tarkovsky)