desire to glory

When, love and bliss intoxicated,
Kneeling silently in front of you,
I looked at you and thought: you are mine;
You know, Darling, Would I glory;
You know: removed from the windy light,
Missing vain nicknamed the poet,
Tired of many storms, I have not listened
Buzz far reproach and praise.
L could have alarming rumors sentences,
When, bowing to me weary eyes
And his hand on the head gently putting me,
I whispered to you: tell, you like, Are you happy?
another, like me, tell, love will not?
You never, my friend, Forget me not?
And I have kept silent constrained.
I enjoyed the whole was full, I fancied,
That there is no coming, that terrible day of separation
Will never come ... And what? tears, flour,
treason, slander, everything on the head of my
Bring down all of a sudden ... What I, Where I am? I stand,
How traveler, Lightning comprehend in the desert,
And all in front of me Eclipsed! And now
I'm new to my desire tormented:
I wish I glory, to my name
Your ear was struck by an hourly, I want you
It was surrounded by, so loudly rumor
All, everything around you sounds about me,
to, listening to the voice of the faithful in silence,
Do you remember my last molenya
In the garden, in the darkness of night, min Separation.

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