You were most charming, most loyal, most bright,
Don’t curse me, so cruel and so stern!
Like the song of the gypsies, my train is in flight,
Like the days that will never return…
And all that we loved – went by us, went by us….
Our future is hard to perceive…
With blessing, impressive and wholesome and pious,
With lasting forgiveness… forgive!
By Alexander Blok
Translation by Andrey Kneller
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