Taras Shevchenko. I am not sad, just cannot sleep

I am not sad, just cannot sleep,
Sometimes even till midnight,
All the time I see the shine
Of your black eyes - like brilliants. 

Like they ask me quietly:
-Maybe you want Heaven?
It is here, here in my heart,
but the heart is inane..

It has never been inside
It is just a piece of bossy,
Tell me then, what for so pretty
And so sumptuous you are?

I am not sad, just cannot sleep,
Sometimes even till first lights,
Still the question torments me
How should I live my life,
So that never ever be
Captured by these eyes.

Translated by Maria Datsun