Yosef Latman
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A BARE LITTLE FIELD IS WAITING TO NIGHT ME
(Philosophically sentimental?)
(Free translation from Russian by the author Yosef Latman)
"The camomiles are hidden themselves ,
The buttercups drooped..."
Ig. Shaferan, Ev. Ptichkin, O. Voronets
Snowflakes are falling down
From sky without stars,
And quietly melting they
On redden face .
And from my screw up eyes.
Are rolling tears to lips ...
As if them force repent -
My heart strong taps.
Snowflakes, my darlings, cute, -
No secrets are from you...
I see your fluffy suit,
as snow first ...
Come, cold ones, to us, -
A bare field little waits, -
All traces Autumn's slush,
Please, made to hide.
You mustn't, my snowflakes,
All the time to repent,
Having hided traces all
Of autumn slush.
Thank you very much.
End...
02.08.2020г.
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Ромашки спрятались...
Спасибо за такой точный и удобный перевод!