Poor Knight and Love of Princess



 -Dear princess, lady of brightness,
 you doomed yourself to misery.
 What connected you with me,
 poor knight without inheritance.

 - My knight, my sweet hero,
 it is for me bitter offense.
 I do not use to sell
  my heart for money.

 -Dear princess, lady of brightness.
 It is proper for you to wear
 purple clothes and crown
 but not this everyday dress.

 -My knight, my sweet hero.
 Did you love me more
 in the purple and crown
 than in this simple dark robes.

 Lesya Ukrainka

 Photography and Translation by Igor Marinovsky