Marina Tsvetaeva - Forgive Me, My Rivers

Forgive me, my rivers!
Forgive me, my hills!
Forgive me, my lilies,
Forgive me, my fields!

The mother was hanging a cross on a soldier,
The mother and son had to dissever,
The sobbing infested the derelict lodger:
“Forgive me, my rivers! Forgive me, forever !”

1918/2010











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"Простите меня, мои горы!"