You, tearing off the cover
From the catafalques and cradles,
The woman furious of disasters,
Inflicter of distresses,
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Twilight
by Bella Akhmadulina
There is a freedom blissful in a twilight
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By Alexander Blok
In fire and in cold of a troubles' spot-
The life will pass. We shall remember,
...
The earthly heart is frozen again,
But that cold I'm meeting with my breast.
I'm storing in the loneliness the unshared
Love to the other people, all of them.
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Your own isle
by Vladimir Vysotsky
The song from the spectacle 'Your own isle', performed on the stage of the Moscow theater 'Sovremennik' in 1971
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By Alexander Blok
When we'd met with you long ago,
I was so ill, with a rusty soul,
...
Yes, in this way an inspiration governs:
My free dream leans against the place,
Where the dirty, dark, humiliation
And poverty as well.
...
So. Storm of that times ended far.
Muzhik started to plough a furrow (*Muzhik- a peasant in russian)
So wet and black. Again above
The wings of spring ring in the skies...
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Venice
by Boris Pasternak
I was awoken in the morning
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Let's say, how a body smells...
A baby's one - is like a rose flavour,
His skin is smooth and soft, as well,
Sometimes (overfilled ;)) it causes anger...
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