Every day a new unsettling - Akhmatova

Every day a new alarming,
Stronger smell of ripe rye.
If you laid at my feet,
gentle, lay.

Oriole scream widely Maple,
They are nothing to night not stop.
Ljubo me from your eyes green
Hos fun to drive away.

On the road jingle zazvyakal -
Remembered us this light sound.
I sing you, so you do not cry,
Song of the evening separations.

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