Перевод http://www.stihi.ru/2011/07/23/7040
To the stars are opened the gates.
And the flight of a pilot goes on.
I feel you with all my deapth.
And the Milky Way swirls.
In which one of the highest worlds
I will meet you embodying?
Until our meeting is born
The Earth will continue skuirming.
And we also will writhe in pain
In the savage splinters of bliss.
And you - shine - in every of them,
And no point for apologies.
To the stars из ЯП
© Copyright: Елизавета Судьина, 2011
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