Ah, hell, what a blizzard!
It’s hammering white nails into the roof.
But I’m not afraid — it’s in my fate
That my hapless heart nails me to you.
Ах, метель такая, просто чёрт возьми!
Забивает крышу белыми гвоздьми.
Только мне не страшно, и в моей судьбе
Непутёвым сердцем я прибит к тебе.
«"L’Amor che muove il Sole e l’altre stelle" / — Dante, Paradiso. XXXIII Above the abyss, a spirit, burningly / Steered worlds with love’s helm; / My spirit, soaring and sailing, / Flew into a Candlemas of stars. Answering the abyss with an abyss; / Holding the firmament in a shor...»
«"Great is their love, who love in sin and fear" / — Byron A day curled and humid exhausted its glare / Sowing the evening fire in between clouds. / Into a circle, darkened, in a circle, gaped, / The unmoving chaos of the colosseum. Out of the stormy gloom, stared / The timeless eyes of...»
«Red autumn / Rushes the faded leaves: / "Begone, fly away / To the shadows of Hades, / Forever bewailing / The short life! / Begone, fly away / From the pastures, awaiting / A new spring!" The night descends, / And from the black sky / The inscrutable stare / Of the eternal st...»
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