The Gift (Translation From Russian) Poem by Galina Italyanskaya
The Gift (Translation From Russian)
The wind
Is driving flocks of leaves across the sky,
And naked branches are raised
Just like your arms.
So clear
A golden leaf is lying at your feet,
But then the grass is rough.
You're giving me
A bunch of dandelions
And saying: "Keep it safe!
Or I will die".
How can I carry
Your dear present to my place
In such a wind?
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(23 March 2015, Ukhta)
The original lyrics:
Ветер
Гонит стаи листьев по небу,
Нагие ветви подняты,
Как руки у тебя.
Светел
Золотой листок у ног твоих,
Зато трава груба.
Даришь
Мне букетик одуванчиков
И говоришь: "Храни его,
Иначе я умру".
Как же донесу домой подарок твой
я на таком ветру? !
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4/30/2024 10:08:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You're giving me A bunch of dandelions And saying: " Keep it safe! Or I will die" . How can I carry Your dear present to my place In such a wind? This is such a sad sad exchange between two friends..... but the poem is beautiful.