"Here again, the window ..." Bashny.Net

Here again the window,
Where once awake.
Maybe - drinking wine,
Maybe - so sit.
Or simply - hands
Not raznimut two.
In each house, a friend,
There is a window.

Not from the candle, lit from the lights the darkness:
From sleepless eyes!

Creek partings and meetings -
You, the window in the night!
Maybe - hundreds of candles,
May - three candles ...
No, no mind
My rest.
And in my house
Is wound up.

Pray, my dear, for the sleepless house,
For a window with fire!



Marina Tsvetaeva



Photos on the preview Natalia Duplinskaya





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