Э. Асадов "Цвета чувств"/E. Asadov "Colors of Feelings."

Images/Narration: Mila Gee
Music: "Fantastic A" By Kevin MacLeod
Scroll down for my English adaptation of the poem.

The Colors of Feelings

Do feelings have a specific color
When in our souls they begin to brew?
Perhaps you may find me rather silly,
But it does seem to me that they do.

When a heart is full of a springtime song,
As if a nightingale flew nearby,
At meeting of a friend, a smile, a phrase,
feelings burn blue, pure blue as the sky.

Yet when jealousy shows its narrow eye,
or the thunder of anger wakes you,
Feelings then become the color of fire,
as they take on a rich crimson hue.

When sudden sadness plods across your heart,
You struggle to breathe under its foot,
Your feelings taste acrid, acrid as smoke,
As their color becomes black as soot.

When a heart’s giddy as if it were drunk,
As joy encloses it in its fold,
Happiness! To me it’s a ray of light -
A hot sunray, the color of gold.

There’s too many feelings for me to paint,
From feeling tender to deep upset,
There have to be just as many colors,
As there’s feelings on this earth, I bet.

My destiny, you know me much too well,
In storms I do not sway or turn back,
Any feelings you give me I accept,
Unafraid of the ones that are black.

There is one thing only I ask of you,
One thing I’d rather die than obey,
Spare me, I beg you, from petty feelings,
Feelings of miserable mousy grey.

Trans. M.Gee

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