• How Young We Have Been

    From Ilya Shambat@21:1/5 to All on Sun Jan 29 20:33:19 2023
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GU1jUiXOJpo

    Look around, unfamiliar passerby,
    Familiar is my incorruptible sight.
    Maybe, I am this, only younger,
    We will not always recognize us.

    Nothing on the earth passes without a trace,
    And immortal was our youth.

    How young we had been, how young we had been,
    How sincerely we loved, how we in ourselves believed.

    Without ridicule us had met
    All flowers on the roads of the land.

    We forgave errors to our friends,
    We could not ask for betrayal.

    Nothing on the earth passes without a trace,
    And immortal was our youth.

    How young we had been, how young we had been,
    How sincerely we loved, how we in ourselves believed.

    The first half we played
    And just this we could understand,
    That we did not lose you on the land,
    Trying myself not to hide.

    Nothing on the earth passes without a trace,
    And immortal was our youth.

    The lightning has burned out in the sky,
    And thunder in the heart has gone quiet.
    For us not to forget the beloved faces,
    Not to forget our dear eyes.

    Nothing on the earth passes without a trace,
    And immortal was our youth.
    How young we had been, how young we had been,
    How sincerely we loved, how we in ourselves believed.

    By Dmitry Horostovsky
    Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat

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  • From Ilya Shambat@21:1/5 to All on Thu May 25 17:03:40 2023
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GU1jUiXOJpo

    Look around, unfamiliar passerby,
    Familiar is my incorruptible sight.
    Maybe, I am younger,
    We won't ourselves always recognize.

    Nothing on the earth passes without a trace,
    And immortal was our passed away youth.

    How young we had been, how young we had been,
    How sincerely we loved, how we in ourselves believed.

    Without ridicule had met us
    All flowers on the roads of the Earth.
    To our friends we forgave errors,
    We could not forgive betrayal.

    Nothing on the earth passes without a trace,
    And immortal was our passed away youth.

    How young we had been, how young we had been,
    How sincerely we loved, how we in ourselves believed.

    The first half we played
    And just this we could understand,
    That not to be lost on the earth,
    You must not lose yourself.

    Nothing on the earth passes without a trace,
    And immortal was our passed away youth.

    The lightning has burned out in the sky,
    And thunder in the heart has gone quiet.
    Not to forget the beloved faces,
    Not to forget our dear eyes.

    Nothing on the earth passes without a trace,
    And immortal was our passed away youth.
    How young we had been, how young we had been,
    How sincerely we loved, how we in ourselves believed.

    By Dmitry Horostovsky
    Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat

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