Formerly proud and high-minded,
I'm with gypsy now in Eden,
And ask her -" Dance, please, honey,
Dance for me all my life as yet."
The awful dance was lasting long,
All life was going in show
As a crazy, beautiful and somnolent
Dream, causing a recoil...
She goes round, holding up hands,
She crawls as snake - in suddden shape,
With lanquor of a boring state,
The timbrel falls down from hands...
Oh, I was rich long time ago,
Yes, all that - don't cost a pence,
The enmity, love, gossips, gold,
And more - the dreary distress.
11 July 1910
Когда-то гордый... - перевод А. Блока
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