Tarkovsky Tuesday

End sequence from Stalker.



How I love your eyes, my friend,
With their radiant play of fire,
When you lift them fleetingly
And like lightning in the skies
Your gaze sweeps swiftly round.

But there is charm more powerful still
In eyes downward cast
For the moment of a passionate kiss,
When through lowered eyelids glows
The sombre, dull flame of desire.


Fyodor Tyuchev, 1803 - 1873
(Translated by Kitty Hunter-Blair)

That is the poem which the girl (the daughter of the title character) recites in the above clip that doesn't have the English subtitles.