Alone with myself
Today I've looked at myself,
And seen that I'm someone else.
A shrunken and wrinkled ELF
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There is a very cold winter time.
The streets are filled with snow,
A lonely star's shining in the sky.
I'm looking at her from my home.
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Valentin SAVIN
(my translations)
Below is a short biography of Marina Tsvetaeva and my translation of one of her poems.
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Lost love
Whether I loved you or not
Alas, I cannot say anything,
As I never really thought;
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The Poet's Wife
Wife grumbles all day through:
"Just look, writes poems, idiot!
His brain's got really crooked.
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My grandson grows up and I'll tell him
I'd lived in the country full of dream.
It carried out the Soviet Union's name,
Ruined by renegades without a shame.
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Alexander Pushkin I loved you
Valentin SAVIN
(my translations)
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Valentin Savin
(my English poems)
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
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Valentin Savin
About me self
I in the Soviet Union was born*
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HOMO SAPIENS
(A man reasonable)
The old body weather fears,
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