The Battle of Borodinoby M. Yu. Lermontovtranslation- Mariya Klyuchko-Tell me, uncle, is it fairThat Moscow burned to dust and ashesIs given to the Frenchmen?The fights had been And so violentJustly honour all the Russi...

-Tell me, uncle, is it fairThat Moscow burned to dust and ashes Is given to Frenchmen? The fights had been And so violent Justly honour all the Russian The Borodino day! - Brave people lived the times ago, Not modern tr...

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The wanderer,перевод стихотворения Александра Локиса "Путник"Eye sockets are like plains, nose is the mellow hump...It is like the scorched earth, there`s neither grass nor stump ...Waiting for the nightlong rest, I`ll take o...

The Southern Cross crowns the night on a kingdom,Blood of the sea pours into veins of the shore...Once you and I walked there praising the freedom...You loved the wash, the weaves washed down your spoorYou loved the splash of waves, cries...

The Southern Cross crowns the night on a kingdom,Blood of the sea pours into veins of the shore...Once you and I walked there praising the freedom...You loved the wash, the weaves washed down your spoorYou loved the splash of waves, cries...

Почему нет аппетитаУ Максима и Никиты?Остывает суп в тарелкахНедовольна мама, детки!Супчик пахнет жарким летом,В нем дождинки подогреты.Здесь морковка с нашей грядки,И горошек круглый, сладкий.Супчик пахнет свежим в...

Перевод Стихотворения Александра СтрельцоваThere on highlands, at the back of beyondThere where honoured are Gods of the war,There where sea is just out into cliffs Young strong-willed lad for his glory seeks.He sees in his dre...

Перевод Стихотворения Александра СтрельцоваThere on highlands, at the back of beyondThere where honoured are Gods of the war,There where sea is just out into cliffs Young strong-willed lad for his glory seeks.He sees in his dre...

From nowhere, with love, on the teenth of Marchvember,My dear, my darling, name matters the least,As telling the truth, I don't remember the features of face,Not-yours, but no one's faithful friend sends you warm kiss From the land,held up...