M.Tsvetaeva, The Young Grove Was Cut... - Translation (Rus.) Poem by Lyudmila Purgina
M.Tsvetaeva, The Young Grove Was Cut... - Translation (Rus.)
The young grove was cut totally
By a lumberman - it's life.
What was thought by God primordially -
Then man tackled to recast.
And the grove is now - not waving,
Everywhere - the rusty stubs.
In the voices of my natives
I hear your voice, alien, dark.
And is looming to me as circles,
Mystic circles of your eyes.
- We're for sure - the indissoluble,
Indissoluble foes thus.
- -
In russian and in bulgarian translation
by Maria Shandurkova
http: //www.stihi.ru/2013/04/12/4676
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 8:27:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
mystics circles of eyes. good poem. thanks.