Marina Tsvetaeva
Don. 3. Waves and youth — outside the law!..

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Waves and youth — outside the law!
Don has moved — we die — we drown.
We ask the wind of time to bear
To grandsons a wicked rumour:

Yes! Broke the Don's ice!
The white army — Yes! — died.
But with children and wives parting,
But on Don departing,

With a white flock flying onto the block,
We died for one thing: Huts!

On the last church having baptized,
White army — for centuries.

Translated by Ilya Shambat