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Not with silver I came,
Not with amber I came,
Not as a king I came,
As a shepherd I came.
Here's air of hills of mine,
Here's of two eyes of mine
Sharp gaze — and of fires
Red glare and of dawns of mine.
Where's wax — that is the fur?
Through hole I won't turn!
Poorer than all —
But ahead of all!
Behind a camel a camel
See: on that round hill,
See: walking are the kings,
See: they are bearing bins.
O — after — far!
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Не с серебром пришла,
Не с янтарём пришла, —
Я не царём пришла,
Я пастухом пришла.
Вот воздух гор моих,
Вот острый взор моих
Двух глаз — и красный пых
Костров и зорь моих.
Где ладан-воск — тот-мех?
Не оберусь прорех!
Хошь и нищее всех —
Зато первее всех!
За верблюдо́м верблюд
Гляди: на холм-твой-крут,
Гляди: цари идут,
Гляди: лари несут.
О — поз — дали!
«What heavy, dark delirium! / The turbid moonlight on these peaks! / To have touched the violin so many years / And in the light not recognize its strings! Who needs us? Who has lit up / Two yellow faces, both so melancholy... / Then suddenly the bow felt / Someone take them up and someo...»
«It happened in Vallen-Koski1, / The rain descended from somber clouds, / And planks of wood, yellow and sodden, / Plunged over the mournful rocks. After such a cold night we were yawning, / Tears stood in our eyes: / To divert ourselves, for the fourth time, / We threw a doll into the w...»
«Outside, the music is steeped / In such ineffable sadness. / The ice-packed oysters on the dish / Have the sharp, fresh tang of sea. He said to me: "I really am / A true friend!" — and he touched my dress. / How unlike a caress it was, / The touch of those hands. This is how cats or ...»
«A virgin and a bride, I passed away / He used to tell me my allure was gleaming / Of love, in frenzy, I was only dreaming, — / And with delight, I lived in brief dismay. One April day I simply walked away, / I left forever, passive and not grieving — / But there was still a reason in ...»