Where is there a name for you?
No mortal exists,which could
express the wonder of you!
There is no rhyme for you!
A song? What more can song do
than report too late of you!
If the heart could only be
heard,its every emotion would
be a great hymn for you!
All the charm of your life,
the image so pure and holy,
is secretly locked in my heart.
I can only love you.
To tell how you were beloved,
eternity alone will know.
Vasilii Zukovsky
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