Marina Tsvetaeva - Softly-softly, subtly-subtly

Softly-softly, subtly-subtly
Something in a pine did whine.
In a dream I saw a beauty
Of a black-eyed little child.

So the reddish pine is leaking
Drops of hot and amber tar.
So at night when I’m sleeping
Seesaw’s nagging at my heart.

1916
30/12/2015


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Марина Цветаева
Нежно-нежно, тонко-тонко

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