Psyche
I’m neither an imposter nor a guest!
I’m not the maid! I am your seventh
Day, your longed-for Sunday’s rest
Your passion and your seventh heaven!
On earth, they gave me pennies for my cries,
Hung millstones round my neck to spite me.
Oh, my beloved! Don’t you recognize?
I am your little swallow – Psyche!
Translated by Andrey Kneller
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