By Robert Rozhdestvensky
Date - after date...
That's the common and usual life...
And more in it 'О nce',
But the lesser is 'Some time'...
A weather is sudden,
But all the same kind to the people.
'Tomorrow's' more tiny,
But 'Yesterday's' - huge in the real.
How I wish to find some support in this time...
How long we were mounting up...
And why so fast - climbed down?
The rest of the patience seems pushing me in left side...
And rarer is 'In time'.
'I can' - is the impossible chance...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem