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Два стихотворения (Подушка уже горяча) (перевод стиха Анны Ахматовой)

My pillow is already hot,

Both sides of it.

I see how candle, it goes,

Goes out and raves scream

Louder and even louder.

I didn’t sleep tonight

And it’s too late to think about it...

How’s irresistibly white

The window, the curtains.

Hello!


Selfsame voice as well as gaze

And your flaxy gentle hair.

Everything’s like in past years.

Through the glass shiny sun rays

Checker white walls in this place...

Lilies’ flavor that’s so fresh

And your simple fluent phrases.

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