Yuri Starostin Poems

Indian summer
The indian summer is time back!
Everything losted are in the past,
To heart it is possible to press again,
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'Why to know me you? .'
To my daughter Nasya.
Why to know me you?
Go the your way!
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The happiness hopelessly flickers
By the farewell reflexion of the love.
The splinters of a days fly fruitlessly...
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The top is far seems near stands.
From the berg foot you will look – by the arm to get,
But by the deep snow, by the stone paths
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For the first time having been guilty before you, -
'Forgive me', - I have whispered with the prayer.
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Everything somewhat in us is good happens,
By the youth the people name.
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All to a people dreams: a pleasure, a grief
And a stable peace in the house...
But only let our meetings
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I have returned...
I have returned,
In a hundred years,
From a darkness on this earth.
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Eternal youth
All age are obedient to the love
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And I love a raspberry sunrise,
And I love a prayer sun decline,
And I love a honey primrose,
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