Blizzard roars and snow fells - Lermontov

Blizzard roars and snow fells,
But through the wind noise distant ringing
Sometimes prorvavshisya buzzing;
The echo of the funeral.

The sound of the grave above ground,
dead news, a living reproach,
Flower passe coffin,
Which does not captivates the eye.

It scares the heart sound
And he proclaims to us
The end of a brief earthly torment,
But most new first hour ...

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