"Marina Tsvetaeva. The Best (translated by Ilya Shambat) (англ.)" - читать интересную книгу автора Drink to bottom.
You will see our names On the bottom. Light glance is brave and shining Evil too. Who on earth ever met it Among you? Guarding the cradle, the mausoleum And other things, We are the final visage Of the kings. To Sergei Efron-Durnovo 1 Such voices can be, That you're silent, don't repeat them, So that wonders you foresee. The color of the sea Now he stands in front of you: Look at forehead and at blood And compare him with you! The decrepit blood, Tiredness turned blue. Of each noble vein Blueness triumphs. Gesture of the prince and lion With a white foam lace Repeats again. Your regiment's - dragoon, Decembrists and Versaillians! You don't know - he's so young - Fingers ask for brushes, Spars and strings. 2 Like seaweed, like branches of willows Of Malmazonia are your limbs, |
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