The butterfly was flying high
In light-blue sky, in dark-blue sky.
From a tiny chrysalis into the life
With wings and a bright sun in the sky.
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by Konstantin Simonov
Wait for me and I'll return,
Only please, do wait.
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By Sergei Yesenin
The white birch is covered
All with snow veil,
As with silver, rather,
Outside my dwell.
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Dear, kiss me, kiss me, dear!
To the blood, or to the pain.
Now my boiling heart river
Is in war with a cold will chain.
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the first variant of translation
- Wait! .. -
And in silence again:
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The original singer is Mark Bernes
The most popular is Lyudmila Zykina
1. And from afar longly
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By Alexander Pushkin
In the barren desert, scanty land,
On a ground, burned by sun to total,
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by Anna Akhmatova
I heard a voice. It called me tenderly.
It called: Come to me, dear.
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XI
How he could seem to be of new kind,
With joke innocence to strike,
With his despair all to frighten,
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by Mihail Lermontov
I shan't abase before you ever;
And neither greeting, nor reproach
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