Yuri Starostin Poems
My Dagestan Rasul Gamzatov
When travelled the set of the countries,
Tired, after the farewell at home I was turned back,
Inclined over me Dagestan has asked:
'Whether the far edge to you done like? '
On the mountain I have ascended and from that height,
By the all breast having sighed, to Dagestan has answered:
'Many edges gone seen by me, but you
Still the most beloved on the light.
I, may be, to love you seldom I swear,
Is not new to love, but also to swear it is not new,
Silently I love, because I am afraid:
A hundred times the repeated word will ...
Carolina Valery Alalykin
In the foreign, far Emirates,
In a wave of the Persian gulf,
I have appeared suddenly in the embraces
Of the unexpected and playful destiny.
The sea shooks unsubjected,
Lapped at night at our feet,