Swan Song of Ophelia

The Darkened Beauty Image

Original text

Вечерний и наклонный
Передо мною путь.
Вчера еще, влюбленный,
Молил: "Не позабудь".
А нынче только ветры
Да крики пастухов,
Взволнованные кедры
У чистых родников.

Google+ translation

Evening and oblique
In front of me the way.
Only yesterday, in love,
Pleaded: "Do not Forget".
And now only the winds
Yes cries of the shepherds,
Anxious cedars
In pure springs.

Poetry, posted by Ludmila Ivanova

Ophelia fell in love
     Where evenings slope
     Clutching at hope -
She heard the bough above
The nestled down of swan
     Cry anxiously,
     And cried Love me
When I am caught, and done.

Swan Song of Ophelia © Ron Villejo