The sinful night melts in the sky, <br />Force bears a deep passion, <br />Juice is got by squeezing grapes; <br />Such fall causes ascension. <br /> <br />Then the juice turns into wine, <br />Into the wine – the source of passion, <br />And in the end, that very force <br />Creates love and affection. <br /> <br />Later, hunted by that intrigue, <br />The willful heirs are brought to birth, <br />And eyes lassos, too, are strained… <br />They, too, stand firmly on the earth… <br /> <br />24.12.2OO2. <br /> <br />Translated from Georgian<br /><br />Janri Gogeshvili<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eyes-lassos-too-are-strained/
