A Tear That Slip On Yours Cheek By Rasul Gamzatov - Poem by Yuri Starostin
A tear that slip on yours cheek
Is gained a language for a moment
Probably, strictly to blame could
Me in my involuntary arrival.
Your spit faded hoar
Can not and want not to hide the reproach,
Letting me to know: my guilty is
The strands are white to the term.
Darling, do not fog by a tears the sight,
The life is rich not only some troubles,
You I ask to look back,
There was a much is light at once time.
For the name of the past, all that's holy,
Forgive me, though I am guilty.
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