By Marina Tsvetaeva
Don't laugh at younger generation!
You wouldn't catch at least their wish
To live with the only aspiration,
With long to good and thirst to will.
You can't percieve the inner fire,
That burns in breast of a brave fighter,
How sacred is the feat, when he is dying
For ideal, for motto till the end of life!
So don't call them back, to home,
Don't interfere to breach far
Their long to be a qiute hero!
They all are heroes! Be proud!
1906
Не смейтесь вы над... - пер. М. Цветаевой
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