A.Fet, A Butterfly - Translation(Rus.) Poem by Lyudmila Purgina

A.Fet, A Butterfly - Translation(Rus.)



A butterfly
By Afanasyi Fet

You're right. With the features airy
I'm nice in view.
All velvet with its living flattery -
Two wings, as truth.

Don't ask: where from, where to
I fly indeed?
I sat on flower easy, too -
I breathe.

How long, without work and aim
I'd breathe?
Just now I'll flash wings, stretch -
And flee.

Sunday, April 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: butterfly
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Lyudmila Purgina

Lyudmila Purgina

Russian Federation
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