Valeri BRIÚSOV
spring break plows
the gnarled skin of the earth, -
to
autumn blizzard snow cover in the desert spaces.
slyly red wheat, flax Azulea
young ...
Again, everything is white and silent, only wolves
pass, as in a dream.
A soft murmur moved the fields,
crushes them in combat malicious ... And again
Mikula
quietly with the groove cut their chest.
ancestors
alert monitor their children's work, bent like willows
the mountain, rising
as a mist of the meadows.
and forward through the inevitable path
through the years, riots and disasters,
creeps, severe and applied work
legacy forever.
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