You Ask Your Question Not For The First Time By Rasul Gamzatov Poem by Yuri Starostin

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You ask your question is not for the first time.
I answer: it is not my fault
There are other women in the world,
Their are thousands of another ones, and you are alone.

Here you stand quietly settling
The five buttons on the blue jacket.
And the point that blackens over the lip,
Like a broken button, it is sixth.

And you are again, have not heard my words,
The question is the eternal you ask me strictly.
Who is to answer, the countries and the peoples are a lot of
And many women on the earth are other.

But I am divorсed with you alone
To all women one born under the moon.
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