Lyudmila Purgina

Freshman - 597 Points (Russian Federation)

R.Rozhdestvensky, There Lives A Town... - Transl. (Rus.) - Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

The town of childhood

By Robert Rozhdestvensky
Music: A.Bronevitsky

There lives a town, light as a dream,
Covered with mud which flows like a stream.
Water in river just looks like a glass.
There is the town where we feel so far -
Our childhood forever there had passed.

One night from house I shall hurry on
To railway station to buy a ticket form.
May it would be once in million years:
'Please, give me ticket to chilhood, whereas...'
And the cashier tells me: 'Tickets no.'

What could I answer for these words, my friend?
Where can I find other way to child's land?
May be the only and righteous way -
Is recollection in mind for today.

Fairies live here, playing with winds.
We fly together to the glorious dreams...
Pine-trees - to heaven, and houses - to sun -
Generous world, that suggested that for us.
And softly Winter with cold and snow passed...

This distant song grew weak for today,
Cosy city - thank you for this play.
We wouldn't come, don't try to expect.
We've grown elder and like the other ways.
Please, just forgive us. Entrust us. Farewell.

The popular lyrical song

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 4, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 4, 2012

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