The shadow again ran out of me.
Au-u-u-u! Where are you? How can I live
Without shadow? I can't!
I'm searching you... I'm suffering...
Without you...
But only the temples and columns around...
In one temple - the noble face,
But boring... strange...
What for is it to me?
Too national - in other temple,
Too folklore, even...
Where is the Shadow?
In the third temple -
There's no any face,
Which could hook me...
The former shadow has gone...
Where are you? I'm powerless...
The columns...
The temples...
The thousands of steps...
All to bypass... there will be no time...
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In russian:
http: //www.stihi.ru/2012/04/01/5473
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem