Женя Любич - Крылом балтийской чайки
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Be still, friend. The tea in the glass is cool
The dawn has crumbled like an August poplar
Today a comb in my hair
Like unbelted horses
And tomorrow gray hair like snow dust
Today a comb in my hair
Like unbelted horses
And tomorrow gray hair like snow dust
Lovelessness and love have decayed in the hearth
Fly on the wind, the poetic ashes
I will lay my head - like a Baltic seagull's wing
On your sharp knees
I will lay my head - like a Baltic seagull's wing
On your sharp knees
Rhythmic wisdom at the bottom of the pupils
So anchors lie in deafened reservoirs
Cool tea (and golden, like us)
Swaying in the clouds, a September morning
Cool tea (and golden, like us)
Swaying in the clouds, a September morning