With great tenderness - because of
I'm going to leave you all -
I'm thinking a lot, who will be
the heir of the wolf's fur,
Who will take - the cosy fluffy plead,
And a thin stick with a dog,
Who - my silver bindle, all strewed
with the turquiose stones...
And all my sketches, and all my flowers,
which I hardly could have stored till now...
And my last rhyme - and you also,
indeed, my last night!
С большой нежностью... - пер. М. Цветаевой
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