A.Blok, A Flute Was Ringing... - Translation (Rus.) Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

A flute was ringing on the bridge,
The apple-trees were bloooming.
And angel raised a star, one green,
To top, the heaven choosing.
And something happened on the bridge:
Like miracle, while looking
Into this depth, this height, indeed...

A flute is singing: star rose up.
Hey, shepherd, drive your flock...
Under the bridge sings water loud,
Look, how it's fast in flow:
And let your troubles go for long,
Forever, never you'd seen
Such a transparent depth before
And such a silence deep
You'd never heard, indeed...

Lo, had you seen such water quick,
When you were dreaming dream?