A Romance

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He looks at me with a madman's eyes —
It's your house and porch I know so well.
He gives me a kiss with his crimson lips —
Our ancestors had gone to war in scales of steel.

He brought me a bouquet of crimson carnations —
It's your austere face I know so well.
He asked in return for a single kiss —
Our ancestors had gone to war in scales of steel.

He touched me with his finger bearing a dark ring —
It is your dark ring I know so well.
Together we tumbled down on a Turkish divan —
Our ancestors had gone to war in scales of steel.

He looks at me with a madman's eyes —
Dwindle away, o you stars, and fade, o you moon!
He gives me a kiss with his crimson lips —
Our ancestors had gone to war in scales of steel.

© Daniil Ivanovich Kharms