I hear the music of the rain... from Russian

Фрида Шутман
 By Frieda Shutman

I hear the music of the rain.
The wind is singing me its songs.
I think – without this – in vain,
The whole world to mess belongs.

You want to sit in empty cell
And listen only to heartbeat.
It’s better go to the hell
And not to waste the moment, it

Is as long as life again,
It has eternal endless length.
I hear the music of the rain
And get, at last, the endlessness.

       7/06/08.

Authorized translation from Russian by Frieda Shutman.


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Super! I liked your translation!
With best wishes,
Di!

Диана Давоян   08.06.2008 15:04   •   Заявить о нарушении
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So beautiful , beautiful that makes me cry. It's as beautiful as your name,( I don't lick your boots, I remember , when I was at school, there was a Maths' teacher with the same name as you bear.
Wishing good luck, Tatiana!

Волкова Татьяна Анатольевна   29.07.2009 21:56   Заявить о нарушении
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