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I know in your song, dzhigit, there isA flame and love to the native land.But the warrior is famous not for his...

I dreamt of my daughter.She came and stroked my forelock with her hand.— Oh you have been away for long! — se told...

The exhaustion of prison is taking its toll.All the days and the nights arc anguish.Every hope, every passion that...

One day a young enchantress told her suitor,A prince whose passion nothing could allay:“If you want me to believe...

I am healthy again. And my tired brainIs free of oppressive gloom.My forehead is damp. As though it coveredWith...

Forgive me, Motherland, whose nameWas on my lips in bitter strife,Forgive me - to your sacred gloryI failed to...

He gave his oath with all his heart,With all his soul - and on his horse,Gun on his shoulder, straight he sat,Ready...

Once on the steps of a houseThere stood a boy right in front of the door,And he couldn't reach his finger to the...

The verdict was announced today:He Is sentenced to death.Only tears that were seething in his chest.Are all gone......

If they bring news to you about me,If they say: «He is tired, he is lagging behind, he fell down»,Do not believe, my...

When with the light of dawn I am awaking,Or when I sink into sleep's dark abyss,I have a feeling that there's...

Our gardener is a restless old man.Me is, perhaps, ninety years old.But he, as the dawn lights up,Is awake, rolls up...

ACT ISCENE I. Elsinore. A platform before the castle.FRANCISCO at his post. Enter to him BERNARDOBERNARDOWho's...

We said good-bye, and the dearly loved handsGave me a handkerchief with an embroidered edge.A present of my dearly...

Hands wrought under the dark veil…“What is it that makes you so pale and faint?”- I’m afraid that I made him drunk...

1If I was a swallow,If I made noise with wings,At the hour when the dawn flashesAnd the Chulpan-star rises,My home,...

The cats are meowing woefully nearby,I hear somebody distant walking slow…Your words were a delightful...

It sometimes happens that the soul stands firm.Although death’s cruel wind blows everywhere,The soul's frail blossom...

As a snake, coiling up in a knot,At the very heart she's conjuring.Or the whole day she like a tiny doveOn the window...

Love conquers, deceitful and slow,With a soft amateurish refrain.So strange to think – not long agoYou weren’t...