Bolero
Mikhail Ivanovich Glinka
Oh wonderful girl of mine,
How happy is my love for you!
Your brow lies on my breast
Sinking in silent ecstasy.
Oh, the burning in your eyes!
Oh, the passion on your lips!
Your trembling breast... all aquiver.
You need no words as you give me your caresses.
Our lingering kiss is beyond words.
I devour your loving delight
In silence and stillness.
But if you are ever unfaithful...
Oh, wretched girl of mine!
My dark rage
Shall deal death
To you and him together.
In streaming blood and screaming,
Pressing upon your lips,
I'll strip from them your last sound,
And tear the last glance from your eyes.
All of these are airy dreams
Of hope and happiness; You must forgive me
I have dreamt of you in blood.
But no, you'll never be unfaithful.