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Слушать(AI)Its This Way
I stand in the advancing light,my hands hungry, the world beautiful.
My eyes can't get enough of the trees—they're so hopeful, so green.
A sunny road runs through the mulberries,
I'm at the window of the prison infirmary.
I can't smell the medicines—carnations must be blooming nearby.
It's this way:being captured is beside the point,the point is not to surrender. Trans. by Randy Blasing and Mutlu Konuk (1993)
Nazim Hikmet
Nâzım Hikmet Ran (15 January 1902 – 3 June 1963),[3][4] commonly known as Nâzım Hikmet (Turkish: [naːˈzɯm hicˈmet] (About this soundlisten)), wa
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