Седые сумерки... - перевод А. Блока
There a grey-haired twilight falled
On this pale town in spring.
There a car sung, victoriously,
In its horn, in distance.
Look through the pale window glass,
Nestling to it closely...
Look. You have betrayed, at last,
And long ago...
On this pale town in spring.
There a car sung, victoriously,
In its horn, in distance.
Look through the pale window glass,
Nestling to it closely...
Look. You have betrayed, at last,
And long ago...
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