August 2020 Poetry Feature #2: Philip Nikolayev translates Alexander Pushkin

ALEXANDER PUSHKIN
It's for you that my soft and affectionate voice / Disturbs at this late hour a silent night’s repose. / Where by my bed a melancholy candle glows, / My verse rushes along, burbles and overflows / In brooks of love, filled with you, and at last I see / Your eyes, out of the dark shining, smiling at me