Летом - перевод М. Цветаевой

In Summer
By Marina Tsvetaeva
1910

- "Asya, be sure...", something shivers
In the Grisha's shoddy bass.
Asya is tricky, she runs by near...
Grisha - in dreams of Asya.

The leaves whisper over him under wind,
Lean over as the trimulous niche...
Grisha is wiping his eyes in secret,
Asya - laughs at Grisha.


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