Bunches Acacia s... Russian Romance

                Bunches Acacia's...


                Russian Romance


            Bunches acacia's smelted sweet-scented,

              Anew aroma are filled,

            Anew a garden is flooded by song

            Of Nightingale's warble with wonderfull moon.


      
               Are You remember a summer: with bunches

                We was by listening warbles?

               Slow murmurs me my beautiful lovely:

               "Loving, believe me!...for ever I'm thine".



            
             Years long ago are passed, passions cooled,

                Youth of my life too went off,

             But white acacia's bunches odour

             Know, I can not forget their tenderness soft...



             1906


             Translation by Vasiliy Panchenko (vipanch), 2013

             Original "Белой акации гроздья душистые..."


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