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.