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The Earthly Heart
The earthly heart quit freezes blood,But, with my breast, I meet great cold.I bear on the empty roadThe virgin love to all mankind.But, behind love..
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And I Shall Watch
And I shall watch how's coming to its endThe universe, my country, native.The lone one, I shall be jubilantOn its commemorations, festive.Let my age..
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All On The Earth
All on the earth will die - and youth and mother,Wife will betray you, leave once faithful friend,But you learn to enjoy the bliss another -Look in a..
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Spring Breaks In Rivers
Spring breaks in rivers the ice-floes,And I don't pity my sweet dead:Having subdued my heights and roads,Forgot I winter narrow lows,And see the..
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Why, Why Forever
Why, why forever to the deadly lineI'm pushed unpityingly by blows of the Fortune?Whether all this, including life of mine,Are only moments of the..
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All Perished, All!
All perished, all! The sun, in flame and brilliance,As did it long before, the years' circle fulfils.A sorrow grave deplores the past existence -That..
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The Artist
In summer, hot, and winter, snow-clad,In days you bury, wed, or feast at home,I wait for easy, never ever heardRinging - to free myself of..
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Into Crimson Dark
Into crimson dark thou goest,Thy vast orbits mock the eye.Small the echo that thou throwest,Far, I hear thy footfalls die.Art thou near? too far for..
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This Night On Track
This night on track, that's single and narrow,Passed by two shadows, void of mirth -The two who're predestined foreverTo be the poles of the earth..
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Night, Streets, The Lantern
Night, streets, the lantern, the drugstore,The meaningless and dusky light.A quarter of the century more -All fall the same into your sight!You died..
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I Apprehend You...
I apprehend You. The years pass by -Yet in constant form, I apprehend You.The whole horizon is aflame - impossibly sharp,And mute, I wait, - with..
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From The Twelve
IIIThe lads have all gone to the warsto serve in the Red Guard ~to serve in the Red Guard ~and risk their hot heads for the cause.Hell and..
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Those Born In Obscure Times
Those born in obscure timesDo not remember their way.We, children of Russia's frightful yearsCannot forget a thing.Incinerating years!, do you bring..
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The Snowy Spring Is Raging Mad
The snowy spring is raging mad,I look away from the saga;O, dreadful hour, when she readThe palm extended by Tsouniga.Into his eyes she aimed her..
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Snow Maiden
She hailed from a very distant country,Nocturnal child of ancient times;She had no kin to greet her entryNot even skies with a welcome shine.And just..
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The Scythians
You are but millions. Our unnumbered nationsAre as the sands upon the sounding shore.We are the Scythians! We are the slit-eyed Asians!Try to wage..
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Servus -- Reginae
Don't call. Without any summonsI'll reach the shrine.And droop my head in even silenceTo your feet fine.I will your orders shyly listenAnd will..
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Do You Remember?
In the harbor passive,Just where green water calmly sleeps,Set in the column, strong and massive,Appeared navy's silent ships.All four were gray. And..
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Halls Grew Darker
Halls grew darker and somehow faded.Grates of windows drowned in black.Every knight, every beautiful ladyKnew the tiding: "The Queen's deadly..
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On The Field Of Kulicovo
The river stretched. It flows, idly grieves,And washes both banks.In steppe, above light clay of cliffsRinks mourn in ranks.O Russia! Dear wife! With..
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The Faithless Shadows.
The faithless shadows of day are runningAnd high and clear is the call of bells,Steps of the church are blazed as with the lightning,Their stones are..
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The Death Of Grandfather
We waited commonly for sleep or even death.The instances were wearisome as ages.But suddenly the wind's refreshing breathTouched through the window..
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He, Who Was Born
He, who was born in stagnant yearDoes not remember own way.We, kids of Russia's years of fear,Remember every night and day.Years that burned..
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Gamajun, The Prophetic Bird
On waters, spread without end,Dressed with the sunset so purple,It sings and prophesies for land,Unable to lift the smashed wings' couple...The..
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The Stranger
The restaurants on hot spring eveningsLie under a dense and savage air.Foul drafts and hoots from dunken revelersContaminate the thoroughfare.Above..
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