Marina Tsvetaeva — I like it that you're burning not for me

Marina Tsvetaeva — I like it that you're burning not for me

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I like it that you're burning not for me,

I like it that it's not for you I'm burning

And that the heavy sphere of Planet Earth

Will underneath our feet no more be turning

I like it that I can be unabashed

And humorous and not to play with words

And not to redden with a smothering wave

When with my sleeves I'm lightly touching yours.


I like it, that before my very eyes

You calmly hug another; it is well

That for me also kissing someone else

You will not threaten me with flames of hell.

That this my tender name, not day nor night,

You will recall again, my tender love;

That never in the silence of the church

They will sing "halleluiah" us above.


With this my heart and this my hand I thank

You that - although you don't know it -

You love me thus; and for my peaceful nights

And for rare meetings in the hour of sunset,

That we aren't walking underneath the moon,

That sun is not above our heads this morning,

That you - alas - are burning not for me

And that - alas - it's not for you I'm burning.