Maria Pawlikowska-Jasnorzewska - The Poems

BERCEUSE (Berceuse)

Your eyes are silent as ever, your eyes are silent as ever
as you embrace me so –
calm stars rain down from heaven, kind stars rain down from heaven and somewhere snow dies on snow...
Our faces go white in silence, our faces fade out in silence
and souls in love turn white...
there in an azure cloud stands, there in a drowsy clod stands
the rosy heart of the light...
I'm lying here on your bed, I'm drifting asleep on your bed
deep in a silver stretcher,
suspended at the crossroads, held up the crossroads
prepared for pleasure...
(1922)