In childhood the stones are embracing,
Although they are only the stones.
They have a soul, are connected
And have a sacred talk.
That’s how I feel it now:
Many hearts whisper beat.
Hearts, hearts are all around,
And every drop is lit!
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Камни в детстве всегда обнимаются,
хотя они - только камни.
У них есть душа, они связаны,
и ведут разговор свой тайный.
так и теперь я чувствую:
шепот многих сердец.
кругом - только сердце, сердце,
и в каждой капельке - свет!
Souls are connected in childhood memories and this keeps very wise and interesting meaning in this poem shared really. Fantastic sharing...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the way you have livened, otherwise dead, stones. Only a poet can do this, I trust. Great thinking. X