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How many of them fell into this abyss,

Far away!

The day will come when I will disappear

From the earth.

 

Freezes all that sang and fought,

Shone and torn.

And the green of my eyes, and gentle voice,

And gold hair.

 

And there will be life with her daily bread,

With the forgetfulness of the day.

And everything will be as if under heaven

I wasn't!

 

Changeable, like children, in every face,

And so brief the angry,

Loved the hour when the wood in the fireplace

Become ash.

 

Cello, and the cavalcade in the most,

And a bell in the village…

- Me, so alive and real.

Gentle on the earth!

 

To all of you — I in no way knew measures,

Others and their own?!-

I'm asking for faith.

And asking for love.

 

Day and night, written and spoken:

For truth Yes and no,

Because I so often — too sad

And only twenty years,

 

For what me direct inevitability of —

The forgiveness of injuries,

For all my impetuous tenderness

And too prideful kind of,

 

For the speed of rapid events,

For truth, for game…

- Listen!- Still me love

Because I will die.

Done