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Обновлено: 22.12.2024
Вот опять окно,
Где опять не спят.
Может, пьют вино,
Может, так сидят.
Или просто – рук
Не разнимут двое.
В каждом доме, друг,
Есть окно такое.
Марина Цветаева
1916 Here again the window,
Where again they do not sleep.
Maybe they drink wine,
Maybe they sit like that.
Or simply - hands
Do not separate the two.
In every house, friend,
There is a window like this.
Scream of separation and meetings -
You, the window in the night!
Maybe hundreds of candles,
Maybe - two candles .
But also there is no mind
To my rest .
And in my house
There was such .
(Pray, friend, for a sleepless house,
Outside the window with fire!)
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