Morning
Sergei Vasil'yevich Rachmaninov
"I love you!" Daybreak whispered to day
and, while enfolding the skies, blushed from that confession,
and a sunbeam, illuminating nature,
with a smile sent her a burning kiss.
And the day, as if still doubting
the fulfillment of his most cherished dreams,
descended over the land, and with a smile dried
her glittering tears like rows of diamonds.