Lyudmila Purgina Poems

At noon heat in the valley of the Dagestan,
I laid, shot by a lead in breast,
Immovable I was, the deep wound that time
Was smoking, blood oozed out red.
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By Alexander Alexandrovich Blok


Masks.
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by Vladimir Vysotsky
(From the road diary)

And the waiting was long,
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text Larisa Rubalskaya
music David Tukhmanov

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by Marina

I love you all my life and every day.
I feel you as the huge dark shade,
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Clouds in sky - the eternal great wanderers!
Through a blue steppe in the pearl and white chain
You race, as me, exiled ones, from my lovely land,
From north to south, where now I stand.
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The snowfall
by Sergei Yesenin

I'm riding. It is silent.
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The flower turnes its petals
To sun.
The petals are coloured in order
To fun
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Remorse
By Mikhail Lermontov

Why there's the insurgent murmurs,
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The Petersburg twilights are snowy.
Look - is outside, roses - at home...
Thoughts - as girl has, gentle and slow,
What's about? - I can't determine.
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