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    Ольга → перевод на Английский

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Olga

Blow, hit, unfortunate fate,
Awaken the chain of ashberry rhymes.
Knock on the door, scatter the snow
Over forests of mileposts, over fields of rivers.
 
Some one is unfree to switch the light on,
Some one is unable to say 'no',
Destiny serpent slithers rainbow-like,
Devours her own tail, ice in her eyes.
Fear in her chest, ache in her soul,
Hurts, she hurts, but there's no other way.
Only...
 
Blow, hit, unfortunate fate,
Awaken the chain of ashberry rhymes.
Knock on the door, scatter the snow
Over forests of mileposts, over fields of rivers.
 
I want so to hide on your shoulder,
To tell you words, to tell you thoughts,
To dig in my pockets and to take out the ice,
To cool my brow, to cool my brow.
 
The clock is ticking din'-don',
And just a ringing moan beyond hoary mount.
The water flows over the grass of eyelids,
Over you, over me, over both of us.
Only...
 
Blow, hit, unfortunate fate,
Awaken the chain of ashberry rhymes.
Knock on the door, scatter the snow
Over forests of mileposts, over fields of rivers.
 
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Ольга

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