Aleksandr Blok

Don't call. Without any summons
I'll reach the shrine.
And droop my head in even silence
To your feet fine.

I will your orders shyly listen
And will remain
To catch our meetings, short and instant,
And wish again.

I fell before your passions' power,
Before its wave, 
Sometimes -- a serf; sometimes -- a lover;
Always -- a slave.


Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, December, 1994
Edited by Dmitry Karshtedt, February, 2001