The family by zenyat on DeviantArt (original) (raw)

They are dozing, then rushing noisily towards the clouds

Naked branches; rain sprinkles

And splashing puddles; my flashlight on the sides

It rounds the lime trees in the milky light.

The road slowly descends to the bridge,

Behind it is a mountain, and there above the clumps of lilacs —

A large balcony in an abandoned garden.

The lantern looks first at the wet steps,

Then he slides along the old columns

And it goes out, finally fulfilling its covenant

I'm waiting for you, languishing in the excitement of a lover,

Calling... but the crying of the rain is the only answer.

I'm calling again... suddenly I hear the rustle of a dress,

And a light laugh, and your gentle voice;

Having then closed you in a mad embrace,

I lay down a rebellious and mute kiss…

V. Nabokov

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