Lyudmila Purgina Poems

The butterfly was flying high
In light-blue sky, in dark-blue sky.
From a tiny chrysalis into the life
With wings and a bright sun in the sky.
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by Konstantin Simonov

Wait for me and I'll return,
Only please, do wait.
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By Sergei Yesenin

The white birch is covered
All with snow veil,
As with silver, rather,
Outside my dwell.
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Dear, kiss me, kiss me, dear!
To the blood, or to the pain.
Now my boiling heart river
Is in war with a cold will chain.
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the first variant of translation

- Wait! .. -
And in silence again:
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The original singer is Mark Bernes
The most popular is Lyudmila Zykina

1. And from afar longly
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By Alexander Pushkin

In the barren desert, scanty land,
On a ground, burned by sun to total,
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by Anna Akhmatova

I heard a voice. It called me tenderly.
It called: Come to me, dear.
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by Mihail Lermontov

I shan't abase before you ever;
And neither greeting, nor reproach
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Echo - the sleepless nympha, were roving along the shore of Penalties.
And Phoebus, having seen her, has falled into passion at once.
Later she suffered the fetus of that strong god's delight;
And later gived birth to a daughter amidst the loquacious naiads
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