"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.
There are also giant eyes
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,