Tender caresses of kind little sisters <br />Are ready for you. <br />With the birds' songs, O the charmed prince, <br />We're waiting for you. <br />Branch drunk with sun, you grew, visage of heaven <br />Before my eyes. <br />Like a girl tender, like a child quiet, <br />All - surprise. <br />They'll often say: 'These sisters are treacherous <br />In each reply!' <br />Cocky with daring ones, kids with a boy, timid <br />With someone shy. <br />We love, like you, melting clouds and birches <br />And melted snow. <br />We love the tales about grandmother's daughters, <br />Little and slow! <br />Pitiful is the wind, spring remembering, <br />Gems in the skies.. <br />We wait for you, one that knows nothing of life, <br />And has blue eyes!<br /><br />Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-the-next-one/
