"There is only one sun", de Marina Tsvetaeva

There is only one sun - but it travels the world everyday.
The sun is all mine and I won't ever give it away!

I will share not an hour of warmth, not a beam of its light!
I'll let cities perish in the constant, unchangeable night!

I will hold it up with my hands, till it ceases to turn!
I don't care if my hands, lips and heart must get burned!

Let it vanish in darkness and rusghint, I'll follow its way!
My darling, my sunlight! I won't ever give you away!

-- Marina Tsvetaeva, translated by Andrey Kneller