Don’t look into my eyes, we haven’t met before.
Perhaps, you found the one you have been looking for?
The one you sought when on a quiet night
You counted stars and basked in their light.
Don’t look into my eyes, you’ll catch no more
In my extinguished gaze, the passion of before.
Don’t look into my eyes, have mercy on your heart
I am, indeed, the one who with your dreams won’t part,
The one you wished to hold in your embrace forever,
Who’s hand you wouldn’t let out of yours, no, never
When on the sand together by the ocean
We sat while seagulls sang the piercing songs of passion.
The one who’s arm you stroked as if you touched a rose…
But wind would stir a storm and rose petals scattered
Across the Universe and you set off to roam,
The distant fields in search of tender petals.
But petals withered many years ago, recalling days
When beauty ruled the World and opened every door.
Life shorter was than poor petals pondered.
Don’t look into my eyes, wipe off your tears
Don’t wait for me to cry, I have no tears left,
They dried long time ago,
Evaporated many years before you found me.
Don’t look for answer to the question why
You failed to fall in love with lonesome me,
Why never picked me out of the crowd
And don’t you dare say that love, like life
Has drifted off into the distant past.
Now look into my eyes, it’s time,
To take my hand like in your distant dream
When roses were in bloom, untouched by storm
And no need for you to gather petals…
Now look into my eyes and you will see
The one who waited on the beach alone
For ocean ship that carried you to me
When Spring was decorating trees with bloom.
The waves were running towards me and I
Thought that they carried news of bliss to come,
They bathed my feet with foam and caressed me,
Embraced me tenderly, but you they couldn’t replace.
But waves receded, ran away for deep
And beckoned me to join them in the ocean,
The mirage blurred, the ocean ship dissolved
With you, my only dream, your only passion.
Now look into my eyes, it’s truly me,
For whom the birds would sing in lonely nights
While you were searching for the only path
That would one day lead you to my abode.
It’s me who Summer Sun forever failed to warm
While you were walking long and winding path.
It’s me who’s Autumn came while I awaited Spring.
Don’t look into my eyes, you are the pain
Of my tormented soul, you are the only healer
Who wished for patient’s wounds to never close.
By Liana Margiva
Translated from Russian by Anatol Kardiukov