*** okay as a warning the translations isn't perfect as in the English to Russian but i thought the English was pretty and it is a Russian poem***
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"I need another drink" I got to my feet.
"Chris..." Dimitri scrabbled up and caught my hand. "Where do I stand?" he pleaded.
"Right now... Green Bay, Wisconsin" He turned me to face him.
"You know what I mean?" he groaned his fingers linked with mine "All I want is to have you in my arms again"
"I don't know" I closed my eyes "You took the most hurtful route to get nowhere when we should have been celebrating you were... walking all over my dreams" I looked at him "I stood on that stage the other night with Nickelback; I was riding so high and I wanted you to be proud of me proud that your girlfriend was actually holding her own with one of the top bands in the world... and you walk out"
"I was so scared you'd be gone on this tour and forget about me" He rested his forehead against mine.
"Dimitri I was... I mean Arron..." He hugged me to him and rubbed his thumb in circles on my neck to comfort me.
"I'm not expecting to jump into bed again with you" he murmured into my hair "I want my baby back... I want my girlfriend back"
"I need to think about it? I don't know if I can trust you again; are you going to tell me you don't love me again?" Dimitri looked round and pulled me after him back toward the stage "What are you doing?"
"Something that will surprise you and hopefully show you how much you mean to me" he smiled nervously "and I'm stepping way out of my comfort zone doing this" he dropped my hand as we got to the arena floor.
He walked over to Niko and Elena and spoke to them all three of them looked at me and smiled. Niko walked over to me as Dimitri disappeared backstage Alfie came over with Pete and Kerion. He handed me a sup of tea.
"Dimitri said you wanted another one of these" I nodded stopping as Dimitri caught my eye as he walked out on stage. "What is he doing?" I looked at Niko.
"Well I get to be your translator" Niko grinned standing behind me and putting his arms round me and rested his chin on my shoulder. "Oh he's so not comfortable up there" he chuckled looking at a fidgeting Dimitri standing with the microphone. "I'm ready to roll Bro" Niko called out. Dimitri took a deep breath.
"И я лежу бессловно у ног
О ней, которая является желанием моего сердца,
Моя тайная любовь; белый крылатый огонь
Стремительные штормы через порог " he started
"And I lie wordless at the feet
Of her who is my heart's desire,
My secret love; a white winged fire
Swift storms across the threshold sweep..."Nico murmured.
"Какая боль, какое сладкое наслаждение, какое блаженство
Произнести свое нежное имя, поцеловать
Ваш поезд скрытно, рядом с вами, чтобы задержаться
Пока поют метели!"
"What pain, what sweet delight, what bliss
To speak your tender name, to kissYour train by stealth, near you to lingerWhile blizzards sing!"
"В его темной тюремной камере замерло,
Сердце в пьяном восторге барабанит.
Холодный, снежный цветет ваши ресницы слегка,
Ваши мирные, шелковисто-мягкие ресницы запечатывают."
"In its dark prison cell benighted,
The heart in drunken rapture reels.
Cold, snowy blooms your lashes lightly,
Your peaceful, silk-soft lashes seal." I looked at Niko he shrugged "some words don't quiet translate the same but this is basically what he's saying"
"Как один из них от диких ветров, пересиленных
Что по мере того, как он бежит, начинает дуть,Кажется, я вижу безжизненные цветыПередо мной встаешь из снега.."
"Like one by wild winds overpowered
That as he runs begin to blow,
I seem to see a lifeless flower
Before me rise from out the snow.."
"И часто, хотя и мягко,
Имя моей Снегурочки проскальзывает
Как мягкий снег из замерзшего лепестка
Втайне от моих дрожащих губ."
"And often, however gently,
The name of my Snow Maiden slips
Like soft snow from a frozen petal
In secret from my trembling lips." Niko released his arms from round my shoulders. I felt the tears on my cheeks as a breeze blew through the arena.
"Excuse me" I walked away from the guys and round to the back of the stage as Dimitri walked down the stairs.
"Where... how... it's" I put my hands on his face and kissed him. He was so uncomfortable with what he just did, it made me realize how far he was willing to go to apologize to me.
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It's in the accent (Chris's story pt1)
RomanceMoving schools is one thing; moving schools from one end of the country to the other is another... Christine Sommers family have picked up and moved from the heart of Cow country in Wisconsin down to the Sunshine State so her Dad can take up a coach...
