Текст песни А. Блок - как день, светла, но непонятна

Like a day, light, but incomprehensible,
All - yawn, but - as a silence fragment,
She comes with a speech intelligible,
And after her - always spring.

Here it sits down and chatting.
She likes to tease me
And hint that everyone knows
About the secret whirl of her fire.

But I, without listening to strictly
In her impetuous speech
Monitor how the alarm is growing
In the Susian eyes and trembling shoulders.

When they reach the heart of speech,
And intoxicate her perfume
And I fall in love with my eyes and shoulders,
As in the vest, as in poems, -

Sparkling the cold wrist
And, interruption, she herself
Already says that the power of passion -
Nothing before the cold mind!.