Lyudmila Purgina Poems

The cranes

Text: By Rasul Gamzatov in avarsky language/translated into russian by N.Grebnev
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In a restaurant
by Alexander Block

I'll never forget (whether was it or not) ,
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I'm wearing his ring as a call!
- Yes, I'm his wife, the eternal!
But not by paper... His face, though,
Is narrow as a sword.
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The winter love
by Robert Rozhdestvensky

Such a cold was in january.
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Take this!
by Valdimir Mayakovsky

In an hour from here to tidy alley
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By Yuliya Drunina


Where from
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Please, my letter, oh dear, don't crumple.
Friend, please read it at whole till end.
I'm tired to be the unknown one,
To be alien one on your way.
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August
by Bella Akhmadulina

So generous was august, dropping stars,
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My voice is weak, but my will's not the same,
I feel at least some lightness love without.
The skies are high, the mount's wind does race,
And I have chaste and pure thoughts in mind.
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A Beggar

A beggar stood before the gates
Of Saint Cathedral, asking dole.
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