"Marina Tsvetaeva. The Best (translated by Ilya Shambat) (англ.)" - читать интересную книгу автора The clock - what time it is?
Rang out. Hollows of giant eyes, Watered satin of the dress.. I just about see you, I guess, Just about. The neighboring porch Has turned off the light. Somewhere they love too much.. Your face's sketch Is a scary sight. It's semi-dark in the room, One is the night. Pierced by the light of the moon Window deepened - Like ice sheet. "You give up" - the voice burst. "I didn't fight by choice." Voice from the moon catches frost. Voice - like from hundred verst This same voice! Moving the world everywhere. Intolerably shone Metal red-brown Of crazy hair. Run of the moon forgot History's run. Mirror breaks moon apart. Knocking of hooves far apart, Screeching of a cart. Light on the street burned down, Running fades. A cock will sing soon Parting for two young Ladies. x x x Insanity - and good reason, |
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