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Вадим Ольшевский

Я ПОМНЮ ЧУДНОЕ МГНОВЕНЬЕ

I call up magical мгновенье
In front of me appeared ты
As evanescent flash виденье
As angel pure красоты....

In pain of sorrow безнадежной
In feeze of noisy суеты
I’ve always heard your sound нежный
In dreams I’ve seen your sweet черты

Time passed. Windflow of storms мятежный
Have scattered cidevant мечты
And I forgot your sound нежный
And your celestial черты

In thorp, in gloom of заточенья
In silence dragged on дни мои
No demigod, no вдохновенья
No life, no tears, no любви

To soul, arrived its пробужденье:
And once again appeared ты
As evanescent flash виденье
As angel pure красоты

And heart pulsates in упоенье
and everything arouse вновь
Divinity and вдохновенье
And life, and tears, and любовь