Безоружная [Bezoruzhnaya] [English translation]

I don't scream ,don't breathe; sleepy

You would've found me so unarmed.

No thoughts, no clothes, just languorous ,

Morning voice so hoarse as from cold.

And the hair is too much disheveled,

And the bed so casually rumpled;

Sunrays lines left on my skin,

Body drinks in gulps minty morning

And you heard my scent of the spices

Coming from my golden locks

Pangent scent of my frolicks

And night city acrid smell

You would name my every birthmark

You wouldn't say a word just a hungry look-

At me ,unarmed from desire ,

No hopes, no thoughts -just modest me.

I'm all tied up with your hands

In their sweetness I can not breathe

Not obliged to give in to your hands

But I was compelled by my weekness

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Do you know, you hurting my heart,

If you deceive me-

Oh, God I might even die...

Before I grow out of love.

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• Artist:Alyosha