Your horse as in the past is running,
Right through the park today with joy...
But in the heart is shade, it's crying,
My hero, my prince, my boy.
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The voice without name whispers to me:
"Dreams of oppression - can't take this!"
Before eternal parting's secret
Accept apologies, my prince.
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About Lord Jesus it is authored:
He's always luminous and young,
He bought eternity at Golgotha,
And your Golgotha was Schenbrunne!
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The bells of christening before you
Sounded to me with call to God...
I gave away so much for you!
I gave away too much, I did!
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And now my soul is almost peaceful,
Don't prick, embarrass it at all...
Farewell, warrior with sorrow stricken,
A wounded eagle, farewell!
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You were my light and foolish madness,
You're dream like will not come again...
Farewell, my duke light-haired,
My wondrous love, farewell, farewell!
By Marina Tsvetayeva
Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat
http://az.lib.ru/c/cwetaewa_m_i/english_trans.shtml
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