"Alexander Pushkin in english translation" - читать интересную книгу автора

And no footprints there abide
Fruitless soil there is bare,
Your beloved's buried there.
Gusting wind would further sweep
And the prince began to weep,
Down to the vacant place
He would go to simply gaze
Just once more to see her eyes
While he's walking there would rise
Right before him a steep mount
There was nothing else around;
To the passageway below
Dismal prince would quickly go.
There inside- a gloomy space,
There, a crystal coffin sways,
In the coffin, dark and somber
Princess rests in endless slumber.
And the prince in rage then would
Strike the coffin best he could.
Crystals fell onto the ground,
Princess rose. She looked around
With bewildered eyes dismaying.
On the metal chains while swaying
Sighing, she would slowly speak:
For how long was I asleep!
From the casket, she would rise,
Both shed tears out of their eyes.
He would lift her up and then
Carried her out of the den,
Talking pleasantly alone,
They began to travel home.
Rumors quickly spread around:
Daughter of the czar is found!
All the while, bored, at home
Mad czarina stayed alone
By her mirror she would sit
And began to question it:
Am I the pretties on earth
Purest, fairest, with most verve?
And she hears the glass resound:
You are pretty, there's no doubt,



But the princess' still more darling
Still more beautiful, more charming.
Mad czarina got up sore,
Crashed the mirror on the floor,
To the doors would quickly run,
By the princess, there, was stunned.