Lyudmila Purgina Poems

The sea stretches out so widely,
And waves are wild raging in storm.
We, comrade, are sailing and far away now,
Away from the earth, the native shore.
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Farewell to mountains
by Vladimir Vysotsky

1. To the street's vanity, to the rivers of transport
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The old russian song

Along the Murom's road, * Murom is the ancient town in Russia
There stood the three pine-trees...
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By unknown author, the old russian song

The coach was standing at temple,
There wedding was going on,
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Through wild steppes of the Zabaikalye, * - Zabaikalye - the region to the east of lake Baikal
Where gold's from hard rocks washed away,
A vagrant, who was cursing his fate,
Was dragging himself with a bag.
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By Mihail Lvovich Matusovsky

There are words, terribler than a gunpowder,
Than a shell over the war trenches,
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By Mikhail Lvovich Matusovsky

...The pain, as fire, can flare up, and then
Go out, and again return.
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In the garden noises are hardly heard,
Everything is silent till dawn.
Do you know true, how dear now
To me evenings in Moscow.
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1.I had asked you: 'Why you climb the mountains? '
You - itched to get top, and you -just wanted battle.
'Look, Elbrus from plane you could see so well...'
But you laughed at this, took me with yourself.
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Do you see the skies are turning dark,
And in twilight windows are light?
Here all my friends do live,
Gasping silently my breath,
I'm looking into windows.
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