By celestial maiden - Lermontov

Whenever I met in Paradise
In the third heaven your image,
He would have captured my soul
His heavenly beauty;
And I used at the moment (not withhold)
I forgot the joy of the earth.

Calm your azure eyes,
How about remembering it;
As a further review of distant mountains,
Your voice is like around;
And your greetings, and thy rebuke,
everything is full, breathing deity.

Not for the earth you created,
And I love you eh?
Another woman has
Hopes to lure boys;
you are excellent, than she,
But so sweet you can not be!

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