Like Droplet On A Leaf, Англ пер. стиха Б. Кушнера
would roll,
Went down
crumpled single soul… —
It flew,
escaping woeful home,
Onto the ground –
fresh rainstorm…
Put up your hands
and do not cry —
Pain will be eased
by doctor-time… —
Celestial Father,
at the line,
Protect,
warm up
the Love of mine…
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