She was young and beautiful too,

A madonna for no man`s taking,

As bright as the sheen on the tranguil stream.

My heart was the nearer to breaking!

So carefree she was, as the faraway blue

A swan between sleeping and waking;

Who knows, but perhaps there was sadness too.

My heart was the nearer to breaking!

But as she sang softly of love that is true,

My soul was in sympathy,

But passion was the nearer to breaking!

Alexander Blok (1880-1921)