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Yuri Starostin

Rookie - 181 Points (4.07.1972.)

A tear that slip on yours cheek by Rasul Gamzatov


* *

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.
* * *

Слеза, что по щеке твоей стекла,
Речь обретя хотя бы на мгновенье,
Наверно б, строго упрекнуть могла
Меня в моем невольном появленье.

Твоей косы поблекшей седина
Не может и не хочет скрыть упрека,
Давая мне понять: моя вина,
Что пряди стали белыми до срока.

Родная, не тумань слезами взгляд,
Жизнь не одними бедами богата,
Тебя прошу я, оглянись назад,
Ведь было много светлого когда-то.

Во имя прошлого, всего, что свято,
Прости меня, хоть я и виноват.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Topic of this poem: love


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