М. Цветаева Хочу у зеркала EN LT

EN


Tell me, the mirror, through the glass-
My dreams and mist and mystery
Which is your way to pass
What is your mission trip?

Here is the ship, the mast,
The seaman’s on the deck.
Then trains bring you so fast
In fields at sunset neck.

The dewy fields resound
By ravens song. I mouth:
God save you all around-
At North, East, West and South.

 
LT

Sakyk, o veidrodi, kame
Atsispindi tikrove,
Kur tavo kelias, kuriam kraste,
Ir kur tavo trvirtove?

Stai laivas juros apsupty,
Ir veliava lingiuoja.
Stai traukinys rieda nakty-
Aplink laukai dainuoja.

Rasotu pievu globoje
Su varnom lydi saule.
Te Dievas saugo tave
Visur siame pasauly.


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