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1. Poem of the Reason for Cheer

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Часть текста: Poem of the Reason for Cheer Poem of the Reason for Cheer We live in astounded wonder At change of contrasting events. Viennas horrors and hunger Threw us into chills and cold sweat. And that, which we left on the east side - Unfathomable to the mind. In some times and dates you are trusting, Not knowing yet how and why. You arent weak in the soul, I am sure, As you lean over life, like an urn: In a republic miniature The big order has been born. Perhaps we are broken in hope And thrown into an abyss: Were sated, were sated, and so Were ready for faith and for bliss. We trust - we cant not trust, I found! We wait - we cant not wait in our turn! That world will in that measure be crowned Which divine grace will return.

2. Love is causelessness

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Часть текста: Love is causelessness Love is causelessness Love is a causelessness. Thoughtlessness even. To love for a reason? I love for I feel. Love is like a troika, demented and rabid, Rushing toward a ship that is leaving to sail. Where to? Does not matter. I like aimless journeys. Magnolias blooming... Wandering ice... Fly onward, my troika, in path of a snowstorm, Where my ship gets ready for watery flight. Stomp out, my dear troika, discretion and reason, Smoke with a fire, flaming, foaming and white! What for? For no reason - my heart's drunk with freedom >From reason. The ship leaves. On it Ill take flight.

3. Poem of Feeling of Spring

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Часть текста: Poem of Feeling of Spring Poem of Feeling of Spring You are ready from gloom to suicide, Hang yourself, or shoot in the mouth. Wait a while - and the spring will come to your side After just three more snowy months. Nightingales of the cherry will whistle, Full of nightingales cherry will stand. May go past you the shot from the pistol And the rope fall apart in your hands. With the fishing rods made of redwood People will catch the fish on the hook, And the swan with white breast and white feathers Will swim lightly upon the lake. Mounds will breathe with dampness and drown, Will send redolence and be green, And your neck, as it gives a way down, Will become pouring with rain. And the bushes under flooding river Into lilac and cherry will bloom. Noisy, singing, the spring will deliver All your girlfriends and also - you. And will love, and will bloom, and will spring again All that dimmed in the winter from gloom. All the dry will be cut by axe-wielding hand And the juicy will bravely bloom. Do not kill yourself, do hang your head, Rather let your fantasy play. We will live through these months however we can, And soon afterwards - there is May!