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Everything somewhat in us is good happens,
By the youth the people name.
The soul heat, the irreconcilability in the disputes,
Speak, will pass, and gone very soon.
Speak, when I will be more older,
I will forget the fervour of an youth,
From the alarms and from the roads I will be tired.
Speak, indifferent I will become.
I will become quiet and solid,
Indifferent to the glory and to the offends,
I will call the visitors on a cup of the tea,
From the friends the enemies I do not distinguishing...
If, truth, can this way to happen -
Better to me today to stumble,
Better to me this same is not to wait,
Now in a precipice from a rock to fall!
Transfer from Avarian E.Nikolaevskoj and I.Snegovoj
Evening of poetry. The repertuarnyj collection.
Moscow: Art,1964.
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